This is a tough one. I don’t know if I could find the earliest. I remember a lot from when I was five, but before that… One of my earliest, maybe, was the Christmas I got a giant teddy bear that reminded me of banana bread. So I named him… Banana Bread. He was huge and soft and I still love him. It’s crazy how real and how comforting teddy bears can feel. I must have had at least twenty in my bed as a kid - and as a teen, too. If I had my way, my bed would still be full of them teddy bears. But after I got married, the husband kicked them out. :)
My bed is full of my children now instead. Which is much better.