Wired Differently
It was a Saturday morning. We were spending a few hours at the soccer field. Like we had every Saturday for weeks. Vivi had the first game of the morning and Jonah’s was after hers. As I sat on the sidelines with Jilli and Jonah, trying to cheer Vivi on, I could hear a nagging whine coming from Jonah’s chair. I sat up to ask him what was wrong. “I’m…