E was in kitchen helping make brownies and he grabbed one of those measuring spoon sets that has different-sized spoons on a ring, like this:

When he started to move around with it, the spoons clinked against each other like a little wind chime. E noticed this and immediately began to play it like a tambourine.
Within a few seconds, he started dancing with his newly-discovered music spoons...just dancing away like mad by himself, in one spot, in front of the refrigerator.
I saw this and started singing "Spoon dancing! Spoon dancing! Look at E, he's spoon dancing!" and this set E off, out of kitchen and around the living room, shaking his body and playing his spoons, all the while laughing with an enormous smile on his face.
Sometimes, that kid is just like a shot of pure joy injected into my life.
