A friend in the USAF sent me this link. It almost made me cry. I don’t have children of my own, but if I did…I would definitely do this!
Damn allergies…
Good stuff. I went out to Iraq in 2007 with fairly short hair, a 'stache, and some fuzz for a beard. My son at the time was 1.5 years old. I get back at the end of 2008 and he and the now ex-wife pick me up at the airport and I’ve got hair all over the place and a beard Muhammad would have been proud to wear. Boy hid behind his mom for the better part of a day until he felt comfortable the grizzled fat man was his pops 
really nice
Dang…that was…heartfelt…
There are small warriors, too. And we ask them to be so very brave, sometimes.
Which is why we cherish them all the more.
Thanks for the link, citizensoldier16.