How old is “too old?” It’s something that’s been debated for the longest time ever. Case in point: we still see late 20-somethings or people going 40 who still have stuffed toys and plushies still holding their place as cherished possessions among all the other more “mature” stuff. So the question is: how old is too old for these toys? Immature or not?
I’ll leave that to the more serious debaters. As for me, I’m 20, and although I gave away most of my little stuffed toys to younger juniors who would still find it in their heart to appreciate it (I stopped having feelings for a little green octopus years ago), I still keep a few. Namely, a panda and a hamster. More than the cute factor, it’s the memories that come with it. (The panda being a souvenir for myself after God blessed me with the opportunity to go on a free trip to Chengdu, home of the pandas)
Okay, here’s my point: it’s not a sin to hold on to these stuff. Don’t judge people by the proportion of their age and the number of toys they own. If it holds a certain special meaning to you, then why not?