When I left for Iraq on my first deployment my son couldn't crawl when I left. When I got home he was walking. And then you go again on the trip then everything you come back with the guy. The little baby already does more and more and more. So like for me my son was always baby. Even he was big. He was still baby because this is how I remember him. It's not good for family but sometimes you just cannot change things. You cannot be there when you need to be there. Men have been leaving for the entire existence of humanity. That if you were around in the freaking 1700s or 1800s your dad might be going on a ship and