Because I've just realised that after years of feeling inadequate for not enjoying playing with them that actually my parents didn't either. I play cards sometimes, the odd board game, vaguely supervise and occasionally contribute my dubious artistic skills to painting/playdoh etc, read endless stories, sit and watch DVDs with them, take them for walks, visits to museums, stream damming, beachcombing etc. But I dread those words 'mum please play with my animals/dolls house with me' (almost as much as I dread the works' I want to help you'!!) But thinking about my childhood (which was largely perfect as far as I remember ) neither mum nor dad ever played with me as such - we were left to our own devices mostly.
So what is the MN verdict. Is playing with your children an essential modern parenting skill. Or can I just wing it without?