This post by Erin M. really made me laugh! It also made me think of my sister's son, Seth. He too developed a keen interest in fans, starting around Simon's age. Meredith would call it an obsession. There was a time when, wherever he went, he needed to have every fan in the place turned on as high as possible, asking, 'can't they go any faster than that?' He loved looking for fans on outings. His favorite store was the fan store, also known as the fan department of Home Depot. He would regale you at length about fans he had seen at Grandma's house and friends houses. Meredith made him a little book filled with pictures of fans. One day, the arrival of a home improvement catalog advertising fans kept him occupied for (seeming) hours.
Meredith grew concerned that his love of fans would interfere with other aspects of his social development. Over time, his interest grew to include anything that spins, like wheels and tops. And eventually, he moved on to obsess over other things, like pop-up sprinklers. So it worked out in the end--he's an intense little kid, and you just gotta love his tenacity!
Thanks for sharing your fan story, Erin.
Dan's nephew Kaden, who lives in Texas, LOVES fans too! It seems every time he walked into a room he would flick the light switch and then stare as the blades turned. He is adorable! Now he has the same fascination with vacuums and the loud noise they make. He walks up to me and says in his thick Texan accent, "sorry it's so loud, but it's real dirty in here!" I can't help but smile.
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