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My toddler plays with my old He-Man toys and it warms my heart like nothing else could

I kept a bunch of my old toys from when I was a kid in the early 80s and 90s. We’re talking He-Man figures, Ninja Turtles, X-Men, Thundercats. I LOVED all that stuff. Most of its lost over the years but bits and bobs I’ve held onto. Never really knew why I held onto them, but I’m glad I did.

Watching my daughter pick up Sabertooth and Mekaneck and bash them together with absolutely zero context for who they are or what the shows were about… I don’t know, there’s something about it that hits differently than I expected. These same toys, same hands, forty-odd years apart. It’s great!

Anyone else have a moment like this with something from their own childhood?