I love seeing all the things from everyones childhood.
My dad kept the bears he had as a child his whole life. I still have them. As you can imagine, since they are close to fifty years old, they are a bit funny looking, but I can't even begin to think about throwing them out.


I still have my baby blanket. :] It has managed to maintain a certain smell that reminds me of when I was little... it might be my imagination, but I love it. It is laying on a little chair (which is part of a set, all of which we still have) that my grandmum got for my sister and I. It is around 20 years old, and to my surprise, is still holding up very well. I often use it as a step-stool, and it shows no signs of weakening.


I also have a ton of my dad's stuff I used to play with when I was little. He always had the neatest things.