To only pick one toy as a favorite would be a disservice to the toys that brought me much happiness when I was a child. I have to think about this in stages, and what the toy represents to me, as both and adult and a child.
The first toy I remember loving was a stuffed tiger named Bootsy. Of course, I wanted it to be a cat, so I called it a cat, and remember getting quite put off if anyone remarked on it as a tiger…She was black orange striped, and I carried her with me everywhere. When she lost one of her green marble eyes, I replaced it with a green crayola. As to her fur that was rubbed off in places, well, I never tried to fix that. This was my soft place to land- there was nothing a cuddle with Bootsy couldn’t fix.
As I got a little older, I longed for a Baby Tenderlove doll. This was a rubber baby doll that didn’t do any tricks- as low tech a doll as you could get. She had blonde curly hair, and was just soft and comforting. I loved playing Mommy and Baby with her when I came home from school. She sat on my bed all through elementary school, even after I outgrew playing with her.
It is impossible to forget about the impact of board games in my life- the two favorites of my youth were Clue and Othello. I loved playing board games- figuring out how best to play the game, what angles, etc. Games were my solace during later elementary and middle school.
Toys were very important to my youth, and these were the standouts. For the record, I still own Bootsy and Baby Tenderlove. They are tucked safely in a box of memories. And my family still has game nights- and we play Clue. I cherish these memories of my youth and I wouldn’t trade them for the world.