objects of affection;

[nachtebuch]

... human beings must love something, and in the dearth of worthier objects of affection, I contrived to find a pleasure in loving and cherishing a faded graven image, shabby as a miniature scarecrow. (Jane Eyre, Charlotte Brontë)
Brontë understands why we love our old stuffed toys! *wipes tear*

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[coldthermistor]

*sniffles* *hugs bear tighter*