DD8 is attached to practically everything that crosses her path. If you're going to throw away anything in her room, it has to be done when she's not looking. She doesn't want to donate anything to the thrift store -- we have to take pictures and say goodbye to those things, even if they are just shirts that she never even wore.
She's been known to get emotionally attached to a piece of string or a twig or a rock that she found; she names it, and it has to go everywhere with her, until the next big thing comes along and displaces it. (She's pretty fickle, but heavily attached in a serial way.)
I don't find it particularly unusual, because I remember being the same way as a child (and, to some degree, still).
