As I’ve mentioned, I’m deep in the life of Albert Einstein. Most of his biography describes, teaches, and celebrates his Theory of Relativity. In the early 1900s, when the world was exploding with explosive things like World Wars and freethinkers, everyone was talking about the Theory of Relativity. Mainly, did anyone besides Einstein fully understand it?
As it turns out, NO ONE did. The biography is filled with quippy anecdotes from people who met Einstein, who he “taught” the Theory to, only to have them not get it. I’ve read about the Theory for 500 (surprisingly interesting) pages, and I really don’t get it. I don’t even get what I’m not getting about relativity.
Anyway.
All that to introduce my own Theory of Relativity. Complete with a picture of my close relatives.
1. My Theory of Relativity about Catie… Her calmness is relative to her hair. This picture was taken after church, when her hair was still full of ‘product’ from her ballet portraits the day before. And, she was (relatively) calm.
2. My Theory of Relativity about Elisabeth…Her passion for fashion is inversely relative to the clothes I suggest that she wear. On this sunny Sunday morning, I had suggested a demure dress and some nondescript leggings. See? Completely inverse to the CRAZY outfit she chose.
3. Nate’s love for his Blankie and Boppy (Paci) is relative to how close he gets to his second birthday. That’s when we pulled the other kids’ pacis. The closer we come to Nate turning two, the more he clings onto that paci. Kind of like the gravitational field of light…another idea of Einstein’s I don’t get.
4. Sam’s tic is relative to stress…in that, when he’s stressed, he really tics. I think he’s ticking in this picture, because we’re all yelling, “SMILE!” But our friend (and cameraman) is a sharp-shooter. He caught the tic in just the right time to make it look like Sam is smiling.
Well, relatively smiling.
