What is your first memory?
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Walking around my parents kitchen in the walker thingy that had wheels and 3 little shapes attached to the white plate in front of me. I would stare out the back door that had the glass at the barn outside.
the friendly bear in your closet told u goodbye?
Around the same time creature from the black lagoon was in my closet. he told me no such thing.
It's either sitting in the stroller in line at the bank with Mom or the tantrum I had as Mom dismantled my crib in an attempt to force me to sleep in the big girl bed. I had no concept of time so I don't know which came first.
I was about 4. This was back in the day of cloth diapers. I remember I was carrying a fresh one to my mom for my sister. Either that or getting a big wheel for my bday at around that age
When I was two, I was watching the moon landing with my parents at my grandparents'. My younger brother had just been born and I remember my mom holding him. I also remember running outside to see if I could see the men on the moon!
I remember being in my stroller when it starts raining and mum pulls the cover over to keep me dry.
watching Watergate but not understanding what it was
Must be from way back when I was around 5 years young. I was running alongside the swimming pool and jumping into the pool. Back then I was under the impression, as if I were flying. Still my favourite childhood memory.
Sadly, having my Mom take my picture while one of the guys at a party my Dad was having held me. The guy was in town working at Ft. Chaffee during the time when the Vietnamese Refugees had been sent there. The same guy a few years later murdered the greatest songwriter of the era. Yeah, I was held as a baby by Mark David Chapman. I still have the picture. I hate it and am fascinated by it at the same time.
Not a great first memory, huh?
I remember sitting in the front room by the side of the couch looking out the front window at the trees. It was windy and they were waving at me. I sang a long song to them but it didn't have any words. I had my bottle in my mouth the whole time. That's just one thing I remember from before I could talk.
I had a friend who SWEARS remembering being in her Mother's womb. Yeah.
Running through my Donald Duck stand up sprinkler when I was 3:)
I remember being in a playpen and lifting up my arms to get out. My mother's husband…Long, long, story, picked me up and gave me a ride on his shoulders. I got scared because he was very tall and I felt like I was really high off the ground. I was probably 18-24 months old.
Screaming for my Daddy while my mother said he was just moving the car. They got divorced around that time so obviously I knew something was wrong. I was around 3.
standing in my crib. my parents were going out and i had a sitter. i had grape juice in a baby bottle. i was crying and shaking the bars on the crib and somehow managed to fall out. my parents had to come right home. i confirmed that this really happened with my mother, and she said i was about 15 months old at the time.
Falling down some stairs, probably about 3…
@Freya I heart you. Thanks for the lolz.
coloring with those huge crayons on the floor of our old house. Approximatley age 2.
Walking in the dark with my father to take the trash out to the bins. They were at the side of the garage at the other side of the backyard. I was about 2.
Standing in the crib as a toddler asking to be let out by my grandmother. She just walked up to the crib and pulled up the railing & walked away. I remember being very mad bc my parents never did that and usually left it down since I wasn't a climber.
You should post this on http://www.nderf.org or at least read the many similar stories on there.
True story, it is JFK being assassinated.
Being at the movie theatre with my parents to see Cinderella and Dad having to leave early because my little sister wouldn't stop crying. Deeter was a baby, so I was four.
Karen, mine is similar to yours. I remember my baby brother coming home from the hospital when I was 21 months old. I remember my grandmother bending over his crib looking at him.
Age two and a little over a month, sitting on a blanket at some park watching the fireworks on the Fourth of July.
I have a few, but here is one: i am atanding with my mother outside, and we are talking to a lady wheeling a carriage with a baby in it. I guess i was 3 or 4. Anyway, i must have been staring at tge baby because suddenly the woman was saying " You were once a baby too! I remember you as a baby!" And my mind just exploding with the epiphany that i was once a baby! Blew my mind!
2 years old. Sitting on the wooden floor of the living room watching the launch of Apollo 11
Sorry for commenting 3 times… Thought my computer was frozen…
Kno, may say, lesson learned, lol
I just wrote a long vignette that was pretty amusing. Then blogger fucking ate it. Now I just don't care.
But long story short my brothers were dumbasses when we were kids.
How much money I got when I lost my first tooth…
Standing on my mother's lap in a car looking down from the open window seeing gravel fly from the wheels. I must have been a toddler.
One time at band camp…
Being in kindergarten and meeting the little twin girls who lived next door. I still talk to Marlene and Darlene today!
Pulling my dad's finver. Toot toot!
Being spanked. One of only two memories of my dad
My earliest memory was being in the hospital to meet my baby brother. I was 2 years, 1 month old and I got to eat pizza with my older brother and my grandmother.
My mother bitching at my father for taking me for a walk in a diaper. She thought that was trashy. I haven't taken a walk in a diaper since.
What's that smell?