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Post by dulcemama on Jul 17, 2014 1:38:09 GMT
I have a very vague memory of playing Tonka trucks with my brother on top of a big pile of dirt. My Mom says that this must have been when I was about 3 and we were one of the first families to move into a suburb that was just being built up.
My first clear memory is from when I was about 4 and fell out of the car on Halloween night. My grandparents and 2 of my aunts liveout in the country and we would all pack in the car to go trick or treating at their houses. Well, as we were driving, the door came open and I fell out. I don't remember what my costume was but I have a very clear memory of the skirt whooshing up over my head when I hit the ground and then settling back down. I also clearly remember watching the tail lights moving away from me and thinking "there they go". I don't remember feeling upset about that. Then the car stopped and my Mom ran tome and picked me up and rather frantically asked if I was o.k. All I was worried about was where my candy was.
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Post by amom23 on Jul 17, 2014 1:39:15 GMT
I have some pretty vivid memories from ages 3-4.
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Post by brandy327 on Jul 17, 2014 1:43:56 GMT
My earliest memory was probably when I was around 4. I was at my Grandmother's house (she watched me while my parents worked) and I had brought a lunchbox with milk in a thermos. And the thermos leaked and it smelled awful. I remember sitting in a rocking chair in the living room opening it and thinking yuck! To this day, I do not like white milk...and it's due to that incident.
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Post by Judy26 on Jul 17, 2014 1:52:06 GMT
I remember crawling over the porch gate to run away so I wouldn't have to take a nap. I got all the way to the corner before I got snagged. I was angry so I drew a very mean picture on the wall beside my bed. My mother said I was 3 and she was scared out of her mind when she found I had escaped!
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Post by tiffanytwisted on Jul 17, 2014 1:56:07 GMT
We moved when I was 4 and I have quite a few memories from the time when we lived in the apartment, so they're all from before that. I remember the layout of the apartment clearly. I can also remember the blow up pool I used to play in in the back yard, eating dinner while sitting in my high chair, cutting my foot on a fan & having to get stitches, playing w/my cousin in my room . . . so many things.
The earliest would have to be my mother coming into my room at nite (I was sleeping in a crib) and giving me honey for my cough.
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Post by VicsterPEI on Jul 17, 2014 1:56:35 GMT
I grew up in Nova Scotia, Canada. I remember being in Prince Edward Island when I was 4. I remember a park we went to and my mom was pregnant with my sister. I also remember picking up my mom and sister at the hospital.
Now I live in PEI - kinda weird!
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Post by Zee on Jul 17, 2014 2:01:37 GMT
I was 2 yrs 9 mos and it was moving day and I got in trouble for drawing on the walls of our rented apartment...the one we were moving out of! And I rode standing up in the front seat of the moving truck to the new place 5 blocks away. It was 1974. I also remember ringing the bell at our new apartment, in the lobby.
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Post by papersilly on Jul 17, 2014 2:05:11 GMT
I must have been around 3 or 4. I was with my maternal grandfather at the Veteran's Cemetery or hospital. I remember he bought me chocolate milk that came in those triangle type of containers. I can still remember the taste of the chocolate milk and being fascinated with the shape of the box. I also remember sitting on my paternal grandfather's lap while he showed me how to accordion weave a "spider catcher" from a strip of banana leaf. I must have been around 4 years old. These were very distinct memories because when I was 5, we moved to the United States and I didn't see my grandfathers again for many years.
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Post by Merge on Jul 17, 2014 2:06:07 GMT
I remember crawling into the crib with my infant brother - I must have been about three - and sleeping there through the night. I also have a memory of falling down the stairs trying to climb over the baby gate about that same age.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 17, 2014 2:06:27 GMT
My earliest memory is from when I was 2 years old. I can recall with quite a bit of detail, visiting my grandfather in the hospital when he was dying of cancer. I didn't know until I was maybe 10-12 years old if it was a memory or dream, when I asked my mom about it. We never talked about his hospital room, so I know it isn't a false memory. I remember that there was a dark bathroom on the right as you walked into the room. My grandfather's bed was ahead, also on the right. Beside the head of the bed was a window to outside, it was always bright. There was a little table in front of it and beside the bed. And I remember playing with a bendy straw. My mom says that my grandfather used to save his milk/juice for me when we came to visit and there was always a bendy straw to go with it.
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Post by giatocj on Jul 17, 2014 2:09:11 GMT
Driving to Florida from MA with my family when I was 3 and the motorcycles on the car hauler in front of us coming loose and going all over the highway. My nerves of steel dad, I can remember to this day, was as terrified as I had ever seen him.
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Post by twistedscissors on Jul 17, 2014 2:09:19 GMT
I remember stepping on a window that was laying flat on the ground and cutting both my heels. I was four. I remember my mom was hanging clothes out on clothesline and grabbed a wet towel and wrapped my feet up, then carried me upside down to the car and rushed me to dr office. We went to three drs before one would see me right then. No hospital in our town. It took 18 stitches in one and 36 in the other. I couldn't walk for weeks.
I can also remember the dr had on the ugliest plaid polyester pants. Lol
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Post by corinne11 on Jul 17, 2014 2:10:00 GMT
I was 3. My sister was 5 and my mum was doing her hair for school. She asked me to get a rubber band and as I passed by the ironing board I accidentally pulled the cord down and the hot iron fell on my foot. I remember my mum rubbing some cream on it . Later on that day some dirt was delivered to our house and I remember playing on it with the boy from next door, so obviously I wasn't too traumatised.
It must have been a reasonably bad burn though as I still have a large scar on my foot to this day. Because our parents told us stories of our childhood, sometimes I wonder whether lots of those early memories are real or are memories MADE real by the retelling of them over the years.
I do believe the burn one though as I can clearly picture exactly where in the kitchen the ironing board was and the angle.
Corinne
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Post by stittsygirl on Jul 17, 2014 2:15:17 GMT
Moving into our new house when I was three. I spent the next 16 years there. I also remember living briefly in Indiana when I was about four, when my dad was there for a military school, and going roller skating for the first time. My first song memory is from that roller skating experience, Seasons in the Sun by Terry Jacks, and I still have it on my playlist today .
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Post by Deleted on Jul 17, 2014 2:20:55 GMT
My first memory was asking my mom to tell me how I was born. I was adopted and I would ask over and over about my adoption story. I was probably 3 or 4 and remember asking her as she did my hair.
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Post by vronn on Jul 17, 2014 2:23:00 GMT
I can remember when I was 3, almost 4, my younger brother, who was almost 2, climbed onto the table to lick cake or cookie batter out of the glass bowl. He knocked the bowl off the table, and then cut his fingers badly when he crawled down to get more. I can vividly being frightened, and hiding between the oven and wall, and mom had a hard time finding me. She said she was frantic, because he was bleeding profusely, and she knew she had to take him to a dr a half hour away, and she couldn't find me.
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Post by Sweets McPea on Jul 17, 2014 2:25:16 GMT
I remember wading through tide pools and playing in the East China Sea. I remember my uncle carrying me on his shoulder. I love that there are photos as evidence but I truly do recall the time and joy.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 17, 2014 2:26:59 GMT
I remember taking a bath in the kitchen sink. I was probably about 3 years old. The bathtub in our apartment was being replaced so I had to use the sink. I remember dangling my feet over the edge and getting the floor wet.
I also clearly remember having chickenpox when I was 3. My cousins from out of town came to visit my grandparents and I wasn't allowed to play with them. I sat on the stone steps going up to our apartment and cried.
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Post by Sassy Sabrina SWZ on Jul 17, 2014 2:29:13 GMT
I must have been about 3 and a half. It was a hot summer day, and my mom let me run around in my underwear--we didn't have air conditioning. I remembered that I had previously been allowed to remove one of the pieces of underwear, but I didn't remember that the undershirt was the optional item, so I took off my panties instead, and ran outside, where my mom was chatting with the neighbors. Ooops!
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Post by melanell on Jul 17, 2014 2:32:18 GMT
Mine is so random.
I can remember sitting on the arm (or maybe just the very edge) of our old sofa, playing with this little egg timer my mom still has, that had blue sand in it. I remember turning it over and over and watching the blue sand.
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Post by melanell on Jul 17, 2014 2:33:51 GMT
I must have been about 3 and a half. It was a hot summer day, and my mom let me run around in my underwear--we didn't have air conditioning. I remembered that I had previously been allowed to remove one of the pieces of underwear, but I didn't remember that the undershirt was the optional item, so I took off my panties instead, and ran outside, where my mom was chatting with the neighbors. Ooops! My sister came running buck naked down to the lake one hot summer day because her bathing suit had a lot of thin straps and after she had used the bathroom she couldn't figure out how to get the suit back on by herself. Everyone got a good chuckle out of that. She was maybe 4 at the time.
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Post by melanell on Jul 17, 2014 2:35:25 GMT
I can remember when I was 3, almost 4, my younger brother, who was almost 2, climbed onto the table to lick cake or cookie batter out of the glass bowl. He knocked the bowl off the table, and then cut his fingers badly when he crawled down to get more. I can vividly being frightened, and hiding between the oven and wall, and mom had a hard time finding me. She said she was frantic, because he was bleeding profusely, and she knew she had to take him to a dr a half hour away, and she couldn't find me. Oh no! Hugs! I can remember being about 4 and my sister cut her head badly and they called the ambulance. I was terrified. It was in the evening and I can remember what pajamas I was wearing and that I recall the whirling red lights outside our window.
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Post by Minty118 on Jul 17, 2014 2:38:26 GMT
My first memory is getting my ears pierced in JC Penneys when I was 3.
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Post by MaryC on Jul 17, 2014 2:40:20 GMT
I was around 3 and we got a puppy. It liked sleeping under my parents' bed, so I crawled under the bed with it, and my mom thought I had gotten outside. She had the neighbors hunting for me and I was asleep hidden by the bedskirt the whole time. I remember waking up and being confused because I was sleeping on the floor and all these people were in the house and yard.
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Post by dulcemama on Jul 17, 2014 2:43:20 GMT
I have a memory of a traffic accident outside our house when I was about 5. I remember looking out the window at flashing lights too. This one is weird though because this was at night and I think I remember that the sound of the crash is what woke me up. But I also think I remember seeing the actual crash...like I was a wake and looking out of the window when it happened.
I love reading these stories!
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Post by jamh on Jul 17, 2014 2:49:01 GMT
My earliest memory was at age 3 when I was at the cemetery, and my baby brother was being buried. I was left in the car,with the windows down,and the car was parked right by the burial plot.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 17, 2014 2:51:49 GMT
Earliest memory is at 2 years and 4 months old. My parent's friends came to visit and brought their new baby named Shirley. Mom told me all about us getting a new baby "Just like Shirley very soon" and how the new baby and I would be able to play together. (my sister was born mid September) Shirley had been born mid August.
I had new pajamas. My first ones that weren't one piece footie pjs like babies wore. I was feeling SOO big!! The top was white with pink bunnies. The bottoms were the same print in reverse.. pink with white bunnies. I was amazed by that reversal. My dolly had matching ones. Another amazing thing!!
The grownups played cards on the table. I played with my doll under dad's chair and kept a close eye on Shirley. Shirley didn't do anything but sleep. I would undress my doll and throw her and her pjs up on the table. Someone would dress her and pass her back down to me where I proceeded to undress her again. Over and over and over again. Shirley never once tried to play dolls with me. I was disappointed.
They talked about lots of stuff I don't remember other than adults talk a lot. The one thing I do remember, or understood, was talk about my dad's draft status was still as a I-A instead of III-A and he was worried about being drafted. They talked a lot about news of Vietnam.
When the couple left dad walked out into the yard with them. I had a tantrum to top all tantrums when I couldn't get the screen door open to go with him. I thought he was leaving right then to go be a soldier. I was doing my 2 year 4 month old best to prevent him from being drafted.
I was in my 40s when I told mom about this memory. She was amazed as she had mostly forgotten it. It wasn't a created memory from family story telling. But she remembered making those pajamas for me and my doll. She remembered the tantrum too but couldn't ever figure out what set it off.
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Post by iteach3rdgrade on Jul 17, 2014 2:59:27 GMT
I was 3-4. I remember sitting on the floor watching Frosty the Snowman and my foot fell asleep. It was my first experience with that. LOL.
My parents took so many pictures that it blurs the line of what I remember and what I grew up hearing stories about while looking at pictures. I think it helped keep memories alive. I need to see things to remember them now so that makes sense.
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Post by Grom Pea on Jul 17, 2014 3:03:33 GMT
I remember sitting in the car watching a green inch worm crawl on my red polyester pants.
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Post by Eddie-n-Harley on Jul 17, 2014 3:30:36 GMT
I would have been just under three years of age. I have a very distinct recollection of sitting with my grandmother (mom's mom) in the hospital where my sister was being born. What I remember most vividly was being given one of those hard candies that is wrapped up in a strawberry-looking wrapper.
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