I remember being on the stairs at the house, I was towards the top and I was scooting down on my bottom one by one and laughing but also feeling terrified as I made it to the bottom and one of my brothers was there to get me....I was like a year and half, we had just moved into this house....
2007-07-27 00:38:48
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answered by Anonymous
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Well I have several from when I was a kid, but that was all sooooo long ago, I don't really know which happened first. So the one I'll mention is the one that stands out more than the others. When I was like 5 or 6 years old I remember being in my dads Ford and was playing with the cigarette lighter. YEP, burnt my finger good. I'll never forget that. MORE so cause I couldn't cry or I would have been in trouble. I remember shaking my hand and I ran to the backside of the house. The pain was with me forever. Felt like it back then. I don't know how but I got away with it. That was back in the 1959 or 1960
2007-07-27 07:38:17
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answered by GRUMPY 7
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The first thing I remember was my 3rd birthday party: a United Airlines pinata. The same day, we stopped on Irving ark road by O'Hare Airport and crying because I was scared of the planes taking off. This was years befor 9/11. Those were the good times. Now my family is screwed up.
2007-07-27 07:26:43
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answered by Anonymous
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the day of my baptism. i remember my grandmother giving me a bath, and my godmother dressing me. i also remember hearing jorge ferreira music while we were entering the church. and i remember seeing a lot of faces surrounding me. and i remember that i didnt cry until i had swallowed some of that holy water. and then i remember at the reception i had a pretty cool band. and i remember being next to my grandmother and seeing her look so alone and saw that she barely moved from her table. and i remember all this people trying to pick me up. and i remember laying there in the crib being surrounded by young guys looking at me in admiration. too bad i don't get that now. when people look at me these days, all they see is an average person. oh yeah. and at my baptism, i was almost three months old.
2007-07-27 07:30:52
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answered by kristyb872001 6
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Walking down a street with my blanket over my shoulder. Mom and Dad were having a dish throwing arguement. I left because I was scared. Many blocks later some lady saw me walking along, I was about 2 and she took me in and called the cops. I'm not sure how, but they found my home. They picked up my mom and we went over to a friends house and stayed for a few days. When we went back home my Dad and all his things were gone. I saw him 6 years later when my mom died. The judge asked my who I wanted to live with, I chose my babysitter's daughter, she was nice to me.
2007-07-27 07:35:04
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answered by Captain Happy Pants 6
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My great grandmother holding me when i was 2 weeks old. How do i know this? I described everything in detail to my mom and she told me that I was 2 weeks old.
The next thing I remember is crawling and rocking on my hands and knees on the floor.
2007-07-27 07:29:08
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answered by Onomatopoeia 4
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I remember being in the hospital when I was 2 for pneumonia. A nice man brought me colors & a coloring book.
2007-07-27 07:35:48
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answered by abbyn 5
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Watching music off TV
2007-07-27 07:26:33
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answered by Anonymous
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I'm not 100% sure, but I think it was being in a crib at the hospital with one of my stuffed animals.
2007-07-27 07:29:27
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answered by Anonymous
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When I was three years old, my grandfather picked me up and told me he was going to put me in the fireplace. He was only kidding around but I recall being terrified.
2007-07-27 07:25:46
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answered by Blue Eyed Angel 6
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