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One time I was playing in the Pacific Ocean with my son when he was little. I was sitting in the water near the beach with him in my lap, and we'd let the waves make us float around as they washed in. I took good care of him, I'd make sure to hold him up out of the water if a wave was too big, and I'd move out of the way if I had to.

One wave was really big, and it knocked me over onto my back. I had underestimated how big it was. I had enough time to hold my breath and hold my son above the water, but I ended up flat on my back and the water dragged me through the sand a little. It was a brief moment of panic, but after the water receded I was fine. And my son laughed -- and a giggling toddler makes everything better.

We played out there for a while longer and had a lot of fun, then I decided to go up with the rest of my family to take a break. I felt like I might be getting sunburned.

Nope. That wasn't a sunburn.

My back was bleeding from dozens of small scrapes where I got dragged through the rocks hiding in the sand.



Overall that's a really good memory. It never really hurt, and it's one of my favorite times I spent with my son when he was little.