tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4511287927381998273.post8875171769357472855..comments2023-09-11T10:53:35.290-05:00Comments on When a Shrink Gets on the Couch: wanna play?shrink on the couchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13271891110211081990noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4511287927381998273.post-7591856865717570632008-03-03T17:48:00.000-06:002008-03-03T17:48:00.000-06:00Adults should play, too. When they lose their ima...Adults should play, too. When they lose their imagination, they're likely to lose touch with their kids.therapydochttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05088184676439578876noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4511287927381998273.post-55667486274268016652008-03-03T09:36:00.000-06:002008-03-03T09:36:00.000-06:00I loved that! That is something I hadn't ever tho...I loved that! That is something I hadn't ever thought about. I was never part of any organized sport growing up. But, I have tons of memories of the imaginative play with my sister. I have always felt like I was different or somehow lacking because I never really got into a sport (just not my thing). Now, I know I learned so much by playing library, building forts and making up stories with AnnDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15629045924136272980noreply@blogger.com