Kids can turn the most horrible situation into a warm heart

I was at my 7-year-old’s soccer game when Tristan ran off the field, the ball still in play, his right arm hooked around his back, hand pinching his butt cheeks.

We were at a park on the southern side of Small Town Oregon. I followed him as he scurried to a row of port-a-potties that were on the opposite end of the soccer field. Tristan ran, his little l…