For Superkid raising one does not relax a minute, for if one is to produce offspring who are straight A, star athletes, have alert minds in healthy bodies, one must drive, drive, drive. The hapless parents of Mrs. Hesse's manual certainly know the rules of Superkid raising, but somehow the kids don't hove to. Daughter has homework tantrums in spite of salutary screeching by mother; swimming and skiing competitions do not produce stars; strictures about planning activities for family togetherness and ""pleasing the kids"" bring on grumblings, disappointments, and mother collapse; somehow all the kids seem to be UA (underachievers) by Superkid standards. With a humorous twist that seems like an arm twist at many points, Mrs. Hesse ruefully sets down the failures of Superkid-ing, and in a final word, sobers down from strained hilarity and 'fesses that the important thing is to communicate and enjoy the less-than-Super kids as they are. It's about time a humorist pounced on the Beat-the-Russians school of child raising, but this is merely middlin'.