I had a few special toys as a child, but one that stands out was my stuffed toy dog named Max. He was with me through thick and thin - I took him on adventures, cuddled him to sleep, and even 'operated' on him with scissors when he needed a new look .
There was also a special book, one that had multiple stories in it, that I think was passed down from an older cousin. The pages were well-worn and the illustrations simple, but the tales were captivating. I'd snuggle up with Max and spend hours going through that book, picking a different story each time.
My mum still has Max stored away, and he's in pretty good shape considering how much love he received! I might just have to borrow him sometime and reintroduce him to my daughter - the ultimate retro toy hand-me-down.