I absolutely loved Red Light, Green Light. I still play it every time I drive. Sometimes, I still imagine a little dude inside the traffic light poles arbitrarily making the decisions about when to make the lights green, red, and yellow. I also really loved Red Rover. There is not an adult version of that I play, outside of what feels like the runaround of custody with own child and my stepchildren sometimes.
Playing "pretend," making up stories, and giving myself the most heroic parts is something I still do every day. It's all about being a parent, a teacher, a chaplain, a writer, a lover of all of what makes us human. My car becomes much more than a transportation between locations; it becomes a part of my heroic identity. My classroom is kind of like the "bat cave," except the tools are much different and it's much less organized. The entire school has a setting much like Kipling's The Jungle Book, and my students take on their own characteristics, much like the telling of the story The Life of Pi. Every day is an adventure, and one to be treasured for the great story it is.