When our son was a baby, he really liked ceiling fans. We would go out to eat at Captain D’s, and he would be so fascinated with the fan that it would entertain him while we ate. When he was old enough to say mama and dada, though, he would look up at the fan and say “Dada.” LOL We never could figure out why he did that except maybe the long ceiling fan pull reminded him of his daddy’s necktie. Well, guess who else likes ceiling fans…our grandson, Baby J. He loves to look up and smile at his new friend, the ceiling fan. Who knows what goes on in the mind of babies! Whatever it is, I guess it runs in the family. 🙂