Don’t you just love NetFlix? Honestly, taking a month to watch a movie has never been easier. They send the movie to you, you watch at your leisure, and then you send it back. What a great idea. My husband has his account and I have mine. Mine includes movies for Little Boy G. The other day, I ordered one for myself, it was about string theory. G and I had a few minutes so, we decided to pop some popcorn and watch a flick. Here’s how the event began (notice the psychological tactics I used):
“Hey, G, you wanna watch a movie?”
“Okay, do you want to watch a movie about Shrek? Or a movie about string theory?”
“String theory,” he said without hesitation.
(My son is not a brainiac. More precisely, he’s a scaredy cat. He is afraid of most Big Screen cartoons and prefers the more gentle messages of Diego and Thomas Tank Engine. He does not like bad guys, ogres included.)
So we’re watching the movie and G is kind of perplexed. “What are they talking about?” he finally said. “Is that the Erf?”
“Yeah, that’s the earth, G. They’re talking about space and the theory of relativity. About how all things are connected. It’s related to quantum science. (Hey, I can barely explain string theory to myself, much less a 4 year old.)
“Who’s that guy?” he said, pointing to the screen.
“That’s Albert Einstein,” I said. “He didn’t believe in quantum science. He’s really smart, though.”
“Like Little Einsteins?” he said.
I nod. “Yeah, exactly like Little Einsteins. In fact, that’s how they got their name.”
“Oh. I have to go potty.” (Note: this is a very good way to get out of a boring conversation.) So he runs upstairs and his dad helps him go potty (the more complicated step.)
While on the potty, G is reading a book about Batman. Dad says, “Hey, G. Have you ever heard that funny song about Batman?”
“No,” G said, and continued reading his book.
Dad sings the song, “Jingle Bells Batman smells, Robin laid an egg….”
No response. “Isn’t that funny?” Dad said.
Without looking up, G said seriously, “It’s not funny to me.”
An uncomfortably quiet moment passes. “I’m done,” he said. And then he returned downstairs to learn more about string theory.