when i was a little kid , i would wade in the white river with my dad and there was always this great moment when he would throw me up in the air , just toss me away from him , and i would reach out my arms as i flew and he would reach out his arms , and then we would both see that our arms were not going to touch and no one was going to catch me , and it would kind of scare the shit out of both of us in the best possible way , and then i would legs-flailingly hit the water and then come up for air uninjured and the current would bring me back to him as i said again , daddy , again .