I still got my first teddybear from when I was a baby. Mind you, I’m a big guy, tough guy. I don’t sleep with it, it’ll fall apart at any movement, but whenever I go (permanently), it goes. If my house catches fire, I’ll rescue the bear, anything else can burn to the ground, it’s all replaceable.

I don’t think it’s weird, I find it endearing and it makes you human.