“She’ll get there in the end.” “Of course she will.” Nancy van Lanen smiled reassuringly. “Lily’s not the first child with Down syndrome to attend our preschool, Scott, and she won’t be the last. How’s her health?” The dark days of worry and the long nights of fear were thankfully over. “Since her heart surgery three years ago, she’s been fantastic.” “That’s great. Anything else I should know? Problems with hearing, eyesight, potty training?” Scott pulled out a copy of Lily’s medical history. “She’s seeing a speech therapist and I practice with her at home. It would be great if you could remind her to keep her tongue inside her mouth. She’s getting a lot better at that but winter’s coming and I don’t want her to get an ulcerated tongue.” Nancy nodded and made some notes before standing up and walking around to Lily. “Would you like to come and do some drawing, Lily?
