Potato Masher Symphony

One of the utensils in Bryce's kitchen drawer is a potato masher. We must've been gifted it, because I make mashed potatoes from scratch, oh, never. Bryce found out that it made lots of fancy musical-type noises when he scraped it across the tile floor. We had a potato masher symphony in our kitchen this morning! It was a bit of a cross between ringing bells and nails on a chalkboard, so not entirely pleasant to listen to, but who am I to squelch early musical genius? I really wish I'd kept taping, because not even 30 seconds later he pushed away the masher, quite emphatically, and gave himself a round of applause!