Turn, turn, turn

Here is the ceiling fan inspector hard at work. When I turn the fans off, he climbs up and stares at them until I put them back on. In his mind, it needs to be turning. No, he doesn’t want to see it closer or jump up there. I held him up higher so he could see it and he immediately wanted to be put down. Once I turn it back on, he forgets about the fan altogether and walks away.