The other day, my daughter and I were making cookies. My daughter was in charge of operating the mixer. She began at a low speed and then moved up to a higher speed. In the process, she started a little rhythm. She played around with it and started bobbing her head.
Hmm. I thought. This could get interesting. I grabbed a wooden spoon and started my own rhythm on the mixing bowl. We had a real groove going.
Then my son came in. Of course he wanted to get in on the action, so he grabbed a couple of stainless steel spoons and started clanging them together. It was complete cacophony.
"Bubba, what are you doing?" my daughter asked.
"Same thing you are," he said. "Making noise!"