I do not know how this child, who happens to be mine, engages on a college level at age eleven.

I was so concerned that our idea was a disservice to her somehow and I have been criticized for exposing her to a plethora of things, from mere challenges to predators.

I went to class with her tonight. Not at her request, for she is comfortable and happy and her professor is cognizant of her tender age without being biased towards her, but because I needed to see for myself.

She is producing art that is on par with her peers in the classroom.  She is engaging with any and all who are willing, classmates and professor alike.

I did breathe a sigh of relief tonight.  And was simultaneously appreciative and astounded beyond what I thought possible.