What a Mess

Our nextdoor neighbors have a few small children, and they always seem to be out in the yard with their friends.

They make a lot of noise.

Today they were apparently all swimming in the pool, and began playing a rousing game of “Marco Polo.” This went on for about twenty minutes until:

Child A: MARCO!
Child B: POLO!
Child A: MARCO!
Child C: POLO!
Child A: MARCO!
Child B: POLO!
My Father: GENGHIS KHAN.

Silence.

(Technically he should have yelled Kublai Khan, but I think he got his point across to the tiny ones all the same.)

Now for something completely different.