Grandboy turned a sandbox into a giant Risk board.

I had to wait to fire my cruise missiles because I moved my plane one space to the right and used up my turn.

Grandboy did it on his own…

Grandboy: Ok, grandpa, here I put lines in the sand. No one crosses the lines.

Me: Or what happens?

Grandboy: O YOU can cross the line. And me too. But NO ONE ELSE.

Me: Why can we cross the lines and no one else can?

Grandboy: Because we are the ones who built the place.

Me: Ah. So the planners and builders have special privileges.

Grandboy: Of course, that’s how things work