What is the earliest memory you have? How old were you or do you think you were?
I was about 2 almost 3 ( my mom said because of where we lived) and there was a little ditch thing in front of our house by the road and it had a place you could drive over it and my dad was holding me over it showing me the tadpoles, he had just come home from fishing and I was wearing his hat.
I also remember from that time sitting on the meter for the electricity in the yard and playing like it was a car.:rollbaby :rollbaby :kissers
the first memory i have... i had to be 3 or 4. i found a piece of caramel in the dirt outside our house and i picked it up and ate it. :) i really loved caramel. :laugh
When I was about 2 1/2 my brother hit me over the head with a BIG rock. I remember him holding the rock over my head, hitting me with it and blood running down my face. I also remember not really being scared or upset until my mom came out of the house screaming. Then I lost it.
I must have been around 3 & I loved to sit in mud puddles. I also remember walking down to the creek & throwing rocks. And I vaguely remember throwing apples at our pigs :oink :oink. Ahh, the good old days.
I was 2'ish, and split a gash open under my lower lip on the corner of a coffee table. I still have the scar.
Funny, I remember every scar I've ever gotten, but not much else. :)
I was 2 or 3. My dzia dzia (grandfather) lived with us until he died when I was almost 4. I remember him sitting in his chair at the kitchen table and I remember him sitting on his bed choking on water.
Mine was when I was born in a taxi on a busy NYC street, delivered by one of those suave business men carrying a breifcase and cellphone, and I looked up and saw the Empire State Building. ;) [/NYC stereotyping post]
Seriously, I was about three, at my grandparent's home in the country (way down in NC. ;) ) I was sitting in the driveway, and I specifically remember picking up a little tiny piece of gravel and putting it in my mouth. I didn't even mean to swallow it, it just happened. Then I got up and ran to my mom in tears, telling her that I ate a rock. :lol
I remember shaving my thumb. I must have been 3 or less. I stepped up on something in the bathroom & managed to get hold of my dad's razor & i cut my thumb. When my mom saw what i had done she totally freaked out because of the blood & I remember that there was no Dettol in the house & she had to call a neighbour to bring over some Dettol to put on my cut thumb.
:rofl Kylie! That's hilarious!
Mine was when I was born in a taxi on a busy NYC street, delivered by one of those suave business men carrying a breifcase and cellphone, and I looked up and saw the Empire State Building. ;)
Jodaar, throwing apples at pigs?!
"i really loved caramel"... :lol Sher
(I have to think about my earliest mem. for a bit....)
:lol Mod, somehow I knew you'd appreciate that sentiment.
Kylie! That's hilarious!
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