The Sons are downstairs, playing with a neighbor. This neighbor is particularly legalistic. The Sons are, well, generally not. It is a clash of cultures, every time this kid visits. I am never sure how it's going to turn out, but my rule for the Sons is: You don't have to invite him over, but if you DO invite him over, you have to be nice.
Today being a rainy, cold one, they have opted for a game of Monopoly.
With every move--his own, or one of the Sons, Neighbor Boy says, "Let's check the rules." It is driving the Sons completely insane.
Moral of the story: rules are great. But it's also important to be able to cut loose and play the darn game.