Yesterday at 8am sharp our condo started to vibrate, literally. We figured out pretty quickly that the empty apartment upstairs was having its floors sanded and varnished. Over breakfast we played a game with Clara in which we'd take turns making up explanations for the noise over our heads. Clara's ideas were quite creative; a tuba, a roaring tiger, etc. Marc was also tossing out ideas most of which brought out loud giggles and Noooo-s from both Clara and Leo. That was until he suggested the sound was coming from a lawnmower. Clara just smiled and nodded, Marc asked her Do you know what a lawnmower is? She didn't have a clue!!