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What is your earliest childhood memory, and how long ago was it?

Mine was about 27 years ago. I was 2 and my mom was pregnant with my brother. I remember her sitting on the couch and letting me listen to her tummy. I guess she must have been around 7-8 months along because she her tummy was big. :)
I have some other memories around the same time, but I'm not sure if they were before or after my brother was born. [:/]

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I have two...

2 years old: kissing my brother's foot (who was 3 1/2 yrs old) under the table and being kicked square in the face. that started a 15 year sibling rivalry from hell. :D

4 years old: Getting stung by 10 bees on the head and almost dieing. :oB|

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Its not so much a memory, more a series of pictures. I just remember the whole walk that we used to take our dog before she was put down for attacking other kids...she was such a nice dog really, just didnt mix well [:/] I must of been about 3 and living in Scotland
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I have a memory from when I was 2 years old... We were in the car and there was a loud noise, and I remember one of my parents saying that the muffler fell off... And they turned around and went back, and I can still remember seeing the muffler on the ground...

Years later, I asked my mom about that and she said we had been on a road trip, and she was surprised that I could remember that...

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This one sucks. I was about 3 and walking to a friend's house down the street. I saw a younger girl heading toward the river we lived by. I told her she's not supposed to go into our neighbor's back yard where the river was. After i came back home (1/2 hour later ?)I asked why the ambulance was here. They said the girl drowned in the river.:(


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~ 4 years old.. playing in the neighborhood with other kids when a fire hydrant started spraying water. Ran home to get a bathing suit on, and by the time I got back it had stopped. So I jumped in the pool with my brothers instead.

About the same age.. maybe a little younger, crying hysterically because my parents were going on a dinner cruise and I thought they were going on a ship for a long time without me.

Sitting on the bathroom counter with my dad, watching him shave. I used to do that all the time. Not so much lately. :S:D

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I was 4...playing outside with the neighborhood kids..had my brand spanking new sun glasses on (you know..that "character" shaped kind)...I got them for my birthday...well they dropped on the ground some how and the neighborhood bully ran over them, on purpose, with his bike and smashed them!!!!!! I was soooooo horrified...ran home and my dad beat their dads ass. Seriously. Way to go Dad! Funny how you can distinctly remember somethings.

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My dad drove for Greyhound, and sometimes my brother and I would ride the empty bus from the station to the garage with him. He would let us sing REALLY LOUD into the speaker system. It's one of my fondest memories. Must have been 42 or so years ago...I still love the smell of bus fumes :S, and I really miss my dad, he absolutely adored me. :(.

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Oh....I guess around 1.5 yr old...

That asshole duck we had...that feathered freak...always chasing me around the yard pecking me...I hated the bastard...tried nine-zillion ways to murder that creepy monster...

Grrrrrr.....
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I remember standing up inside my crib (baby bed w/rails) My Dad picking me up carrying me thru the house on Christmas Eve, seeing a big metal pedal car, and Xmas Tree(that was for my older Brother) I found out I had to about 3 yrs old!

I remember learning to walk by using a big round green footstool!

I remember geting tonsils taken out ~3 grade, They asked me I knew how to blow up a balloon and told to try this one, that's all I remember about that!

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What is your earliest childhood memory, and how long ago was it?

Mine was about 27 years ago. I was 2 and my mom was pregnant with my brother. I remember her sitting on the couch and letting me listen to her tummy. I guess she must have been around 7-8 months along because she her tummy was big. :)
I have some other memories around the same time, but I'm not sure if they were before or after my brother was born. [:/]



It's a pretty bad memory, with a good ending.

I was hanging upside down and this guy in a white bath robe thing was slapping me on the butt. I didn't like it very much and started crying. Then my mom was holding me.
I'm not usually into the whole 3-way thing, but you got me a little excited with that. - Skymama
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I remember waking up in a crib and smelling the coffee perking and being REALLY HAPPY that I was at grandmas house, cuz she always let me drink coffee! That was about ten thousand gallons of coffee ago.

When I was about three, I had a pretty bad run in with a sled and a tree, and I remember waking up and looking out of the car window and everything was pink. I was looking thru the blood on my face and in my eyes while I was regaining consciousness on the way to the hospital.

but my favorite was waking up in my mothers arms at church, and looking up to the choir loft above me as my dad sang "Oh Holy Night" Midnight Mass, Christmas eve, about age 2. Man he had a great voice, and I still miss him.
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Fifty-one years ago, when I was three, I was running ahead of my family on an overgrown dirt road. I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw a black snake sunning itself in the dirt. I still remember the fear that overtook me at the sight.

That's all I actually remember about the incident, but the story became a family favorite. They said I turned around, started running and yelling 'NAKE 'NAKE 'NAKE. They said I kept running past our house in my panic. They didn't even know that I knew what a snake was.
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2-ish ... watching the daily rainstorm through the patio window when we lived in Florida.

5-ish ... handing my mother a sweter to turn right side out, fainting, waking up puking on the kitchen floor... oh I was a joyous child!!!!

7-ish ... horseplaying with my sister... her stepping on my hand.....screaming to mom... mom says it's fine...next day fingers are swollen to the heavens.... 3 broken knuckles later.... =)

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When I was about 3 I got a tonsillectomy. I actually have several memories from my hospital stay:

- being on the operating table with a rubber mask being placed on my face
- starting to pass out from the anestethic
- waking up in pain in post-op :(
- refusing to drink a glass of water no matter how much sugar they put in it (I think in the end it was more sugar than water :)- spitting blood on my pillow

The whole thing must have sucked big time to have so many vivid memories forever etched in my young brain [:/]

Vale

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I had a fascination with cows and shoes when I was little and these particular stories came up a lot as I grew older:

3ish - on a long road trip to the great aunt/uncle's place in the country and constantly saying "see cows? see cows?" and pointing.

5ish- mom and granma loved to shop. They'd drag me along and I used to go up to the manniquins, pet their shoes, and say "oh..pretty shoes". They got a kick out of that for some reason.

There were a lot of high bridges we'd cross on family roadtrips and we had a tradition to "hold our britches" as we'd cross the high part of the bridge. Sounds stupid now, but it was entertainment back then.





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I accidentally sat down on a Hibachi grill at about 3
years old.IT was not a smoking good time:|



LOL

Grilled Beans and Franks.
I'm not usually into the whole 3-way thing, but you got me a little excited with that. - Skymama
BTR #1 / OTB^5 Official #2 / Hellfish #408 / VSCR #108/Tortuga/Orfun

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