tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133190734180580058.post7467731926903247674..comments2023-04-16T05:46:26.375-07:00Comments on Gilbert Supporters of the Gifted: Imaginational Overexcitability Gilbert Supporters of the Giftedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02862038571923237898noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133190734180580058.post-79743592446165724882014-12-29T15:26:46.255-08:002014-12-29T15:26:46.255-08:00Loved the article. By the way, my oldest son had ...Loved the article. By the way, my oldest son had an imaginary friend named Shuddy. We were very grateful Shuddy decided to move away after a few years because Shuddy did a lot of naughty things. In fact, every naughty thing that happened in the house was Shuddy's fault ;) <br /><br />Also, when I was little I used to take a nap in the same room as my grandpa when I went to visit them. He snored and in my mind there were little elves that would march up on his chest while he breathed in and once they reached his nose he would blow them away as he exhaled and they'd have to start their journey all over again. I mentioned this to my mom like it was an absolute truth and thankfully she listened to me. Still a good memory to me and when I see little elves I think of my grandpa :)<br />Pamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09732437526572668511noreply@blogger.com