So yesterday Gavin and I were playing "Superman" (ya know where you lay on the floor, put your feet up and then the child lays tummy side down on your feet and you left them in the air) Well, I happen to look up at my celing fan and said, "eww Gavin look at the fan....it is sooo dirty." To which he replied, "Well we better clean it then mama." "We don't have a tall enough ladder to get up there." I said. Then Gavin says, " Well maybe we should call up Tinkerbell to come and sprinkle her stuff on us....then we could just fly up to the fan and clean it!" Oh, if only it were that easy son!