How old were you for your first memory- what was it?

Answer 1

I was three and remember going with my dad to pick up flowers for my mom, and "new brother" at the hospital. I vividly remember the flower stand, and going to the hospital.

I was disappointed that my "new brother" was not in the room with my mom, but they showed him to me in the "baby" area.

Happy that my first memory is with family.

Answer 2

There were lots of first memories and I can not recall the sequence of each, but one event does stand out from the rest.

I think it was my third birthday and my daddy had brought home this ugly baby possum as a present. It was the nastiest looking thing I had ever seen in my life, with its ratty looking tail, sparsely haired body and I screamed in fear as the thing hissed and stared at me with those beady little eyes.

It is easy to see why this ugly and mean spirited little marsupial was left behind when all the rest migrated to South America.

The North American Opossum is the only marsupial on the continent so why is it not as cute as most of the marsupials in Australia?

Answer 3

I was 2 when I decide to take a dip in the neighbor's pool. The boys there told me that I had to swim without a bathing suit so I took it off and took a swim. I remember this vividly because my mother dragged me out and spanked me all the way home...I really didn't know at the time what I did wrong.

Answer 4

i wasn't in school yet i want to say i was 3 or 4 maybe younger but i don't know!
I remember looking up at the ceiling and the wall that crack where it met.. and screaming almost nightly stating we are moving we are moving i don't want to flip over make it stop!!

apparently my baby sitter did drugs must have worn off i still swear by it! lol joking i think!
however your mind can play tricks on you stare at that same spot different area's along the wall and you'll see it too!

I just picked up on it early and really let my imagination go wild!
around that same time i had some weird thing happen to me i was looking up at my head board (that i didn't have) and it had red lights on it! and it was like a garden gate head board and each flower was the red light!
i'm sure that was dream i had as a kid!

Answer 5

My first detailed memory is from the age of three when my mother forced me, kicking and screaming, to wear a red and black plaid three piece suit to go to church. I remarked to her that I wanted to stay home and ride my bike and if I had to wear a suit it could get caught in the chain of the bike. I lost - a wore that hideous suit with a shiny bowtie to boot.

Answer 6

I was 2 and my parents and I were driving to Seattle and the 8 track in the player broke and we stopped at a gas station to buy a new copy of that particular album.

Answer 7

I year 11 months 29 days.

Answer 8

three, nearly four...its the first one I can clearly remember, in vivid detail.
I was sitting in church with my father, and grandparents, and I heard an angel singing. It was the most beautiful sound I had ever heard. I turned around to look, and saw my own mother, standing at the rail in the balcony, singing. I've never forgotten it, and never will.

Answer 9

Around 2 years old. I remember being in my crib and listening to a music box.

Answer 10

It was one of these, in both I was about 3 or 4, and my sister was about 5 or 6.

1. We were sitting on the couch and i was messing with my sister. I really got on her nerves, so she stuck me behind the couch

2. My mom wanted to wash my hair, but i was scared to get the soap in my eyes. So wen she told me she was gonna wash my hair, i went to hide. They couldn't find me and thought i had run away. My mom called the police and they couldn't find me. When my sister went looking for me she found me, under my bed, sleep. My mom had to pay a ticket and everything