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Mary Cooper had been sitting up in bed reading the book the that she had picked up at the library after they had taken Sheldon to be tested for mental issues. She thought back to what the doctor had

"Mr. and Mrs Cooper, please sit down. From speaking to Sheldon and also what the two of you have told me, I believe that he has high functioning autism. To get a definitive diagnosis, I need to you to take him to a specialist in Houston. Actually he will be seeing another psychologist and also a neuroscientist. He's very intelligent. but he lacks social skills".

George and Mary had looked at each other and George said, "I don't think the co-pay for our medical insurance is in our budget right now".

After the visit, Mary had went to the library and asked the librarian if there were any books about raising gifted children. The librarian had rightly guessed it was for Sheldon as Mary brought him in every week to read books far above his age level. The librarian looked at her computer files and said,

"Well Mrs. Cooper, the only thing I have in the library at the moment that might fit the criteria is a book called Raising Gifted Children by Dr. Beverly Hofstadter. I'll get it off the shelf for you".

Now sitting at home and not really getting any answers from the book. Mary was frankly worried about her youngest son. They knew right from the start he was going to be smarter than everyone they knew. She thought about how her own father and her children's Pop Pop Charlie Lee Tucker had been the one who understood Shelly the best. Mary's dad had been a very intelligent person, interested in math and science but had never had the opportunity to go to college when he was young because his own father had died just about the same time he graduated high school. So he had to take a job with the railroad to support his mother and siblings. He was the one who had sparked Sheldon's interest in both science and trains.

Things had gotten even more difficult for Shelly since his Pop Pop had died. Mary could see that he felt like there was no one else who understood him as well. Mary's father had suffered a major heart attack and tests had revealed he had some other coronary arteries with a significant percentage of blockage. Another heart attack was almost a given unless he had bypass surgery when he was stable enough to have the surgery. It was a necessary procedure but there were complications and he had died on the operating table.

They all missed Pop Pop, but it was especially hard on Sheldon. He had been struggling with his social difficulties in kindergarten. The other kids didn't like him and he didn't like them either. Plus he was bored because he already knew the things being taught. When Mary had taken him and Missy to the mall to see Santa, Sheldon had asked Santa to bring his Pop Pop back.

Mary sighed loudly and closed the book with a thump. She was getting nowhere and frankly some of this crack-pot woman's theories were making her mad. Just then George got into bed beside her and asked, "What's in that book that's got a bee in your bonnet"?

Mary replied, "Oh, after we decided we couldn't take Shelly to that specialist in Houston. I went to the library and looked to see if I could find a book on raising gifted children. They only had one. Written by a psychologist and neuro scientist in New Jersey named Beverly Hofstadter. Well I just think this woman's ideas are a bunch or bull sh... droppings".

"How so"?, George asked.

Mary started ticked them off on her fingers, "Well, let's see. You don't celebrate the child's birthday because getting expelled from their mother's womb is not their accomplishment and it's a frivolous distraction. Have your children write research papers for Christmas and getting graded and critiqued on them will be their present. The less praise you bestow on a child will make them strive to do better especially if you let it be known their siblings are superior. It will install a spirit of competition which will make them strive for more".

George rubbed his chin thoughtfully and said, "Well, you know, I don't think Sheldon would mind about the birthday. Since he and Missy are twins we always celebrate their birthdays together and he never seems to enjoy anything except the chocolate cake with strawberry frosting. And he would probably not mind writing research papers for Christmas. Georgie and Missy wouldn't like it though".

Mary said, "But still, what if we celebrated Missy's birthday and not Sheldon's. Don't you think he might care"?

George admitted, "I really don't know. I do know it might make Georgie and Missy mad at Sheldon if we pitted them against each other. I don't agree with that. Wait, does this woman even have kids of her own"?

Mary replied, "It says on the back fly leaf, that she lives with her husband and her three gifted children in New Jersey. I sort of feel sorry for those poor babies". Mary showed George a picture on the back cover of the book.

George looked and said while laughing, "Looks like someone who sucked on a lemon or ate a sour persimmon". Mary laughed as well.

George continued in a more serious tone, "I do think you and Connie do too much for Sheldon and give into him too easy. You know I worry about him when he's older and we're not around anymore".

Mary nodded. She knew what George said made sense, but sometimes she was so overwhelmed what to do with Shelly. Sometimes it was just easier to give into him. She just hoped everything would work out for all of them in the end.