Whats the earliest memory you have?

Yeah, I know. But I remember it soooo clearly... and after that my next memory is like when I was four, and that was when I kinda beat up that kid for taking my spade :p
 
I'm not sure if it was all just ALL a nightmare, but I saw myself playing with a toy bus in my room of the brick house in Tucson. I was about to leave the room when the image of my mom appeared coming out the middle metal bar of the slide window of my room. She told me that my real mom is gone. I dunno how to explain the next scenes. But the part that gets me is the part where I remember looking at the full moon outside after the dream. I think I was being carried. I still don't know if it was part of the dream. :bonce:
 
My earliest memory was at my first place (we moved when I was 3-4), running away from the neighbours dog. I also remember a nightmare I had when I was young, but not much else, except for the stuff mum tells me about. Like the time I filled a visitor's car with rocks.
 
My earliest memory is hitting my mother over the head again and again with a stuff duck...what i didn't realize, however, was that the duck had a little zipper on the back, so it cut her and she was bleeding and i was all like "i'm sorry, mommy! i'm sorry!" and then i'm pretty sure i crapped my pants.
 
Do earlier lives count? :D j/k

It's kinda scary, I also have a very early memory of playing in the snow and making a snowman when I was 3-4 with some friends, I think we fought about something too. Another early memory was losing my Catwoman action figure and being very sad.. I think I remember my grandfathers funeral too, I had jeans vest and pants.

Aww... My childhood kicked ass. :)
 
Earliest memory is of seeing a ghost, or at least thinking I saw a ghost lol
 
SHIPPI said:
I remember decorating paper plates at nursery, and being told off for walking round with glue :( , so I would have probably been around 3/4. I used to have this cool battery powered jeep thing you can drive around, and I remember going up and down the back garden of an old house in it. That was when I was 4..I remember going to see my newly born nephew... I was around 5 then. I can just about remember my first day at school, too

I can just about remember my first day at school as well, and I remember having a big blue tractor type thing that I would sit on and pedal around the back garden in.
 
I think the first thing I can remember was when we were getting ready to move, when I was about 5.
 
I remember when I was two years old, we were building a house, and I waddled up onto the porch as it was being constructed, and a construction worker handed me a hammer and a nail, being nice I suppose... but a two year old?

Anyway, I smashed myself in the face with the hammer, cried, and ran to find my Dad.
 
I'm not completely sure this is the earliest, but I remember the day my brother was born... I wasn't even 3 yet.
 
i remember eating angel delight in a high-chair, i must have been pretty young.

the only memory from wen i was younger than 18 months...
...it was butterscotch... :stare:
 
My earliest memory was of my great-grandparents home. I'd only ever been in there once, after they had both died, and I was probably about two or so. I remember it in great detail; piano in the back room, small television I had watched Sesame Street on, a child’s gate at the top of their stairs, and chess set in their bedroom closet. I remember getting yelled at for throwing the pieces around. I also have these odd memories that feel like real memories from when I was really, really young, but don't make any sense at all.
 
About three years old? Being violently sick all over my bed and getting my parents to come into my room. It wasn't very nice.
 
My earliest memory was from pre-school. I must have been around 3-4 years old. There was this really cute girl that I "liked" - you know, in that cute three year old way? - and I would always run after her and hug her. She would do the same with me. Yay!

So one day I'm crawling through this maze-like area. I crawled through one of those tubes and poked my head out on the other side, only to see her kissing another guy! That skanky whore!

I crawled back inside the tube and didn't come out for the rest of the day.
 
i believe my first memory was from when i was around 18 months old and had just started to learn to walk. I was in the kitchen and my mother gave me some warm ovaltine in a bottle and my sister asked 'why does he like that?'

Strange one... :p
 
[Matt] said:
i believe my first memory was from when i was around 18 months old and had just started to learn to walk. I was in the kitchen and my mother gave me some warm ovaltine in a bottle and my sister asked 'why does he like that?'

Strange one... :p

Did that guy with the push cart come on screen and you cried, "More ovaltine please!"?
 
I remember when I was really young and sitting in a high chair eating apple sauce. It's like a photograph in my memory... with smells and 360 degrees of sight. I havent a clue why that moment of that day is engraved in my memory, but it is.

Almost 19 years ago now... and I still remember it.
 
The earliest thing I can really remember is playing with this puzzle toy at my grandparents house. I'm not exactly sure how old I was, but I don't think I was able to speak very well yet, as I remember being frustrated with it and not being able to explain to the adults that I needed help.
 
I remember when I was 2 years old, my dad already had a motorcycle for me. I couldn't ride it, but he would put me on it and hold on to the handlebars and I would sit on the bike by myself. He would give it a little bit of gas and walk around beside it. It was fun because I thought I was riding it. One time he made me do a wheelie, and when the front wheel came back down, my helmet came off and I cried. The helmet was an adult's helmet, so it didn't fit at all. I guess I thought my head came off, so that must be why I cried :D .

Oh and believe it or not, I remember 15 years ago when I was 7 months old around Christmas time in 1989. We went to the mall and I had to sit on Santa's lap. I cried so much because I noticed that my mommy wasn't holding me anymore. I only remember that because of how scary it was for me.
 
When I was 4 or so my mom gave me a huge bowl of somthing hot to go give to my dad, on the way I spilled it all over myself and freaked out and my mom made me take a shower with all my clothes on...looking back the bowl was small and it wasn't hot. I remember a few other things, just peices of things and I don't really know anything else about them except the picture in my head...hmm this just came to me. My brother and I would play TNMNT arcade edition on the NES A LOT and we finnaly got to a part we never had before and April kissed my brothers character and he would always brag about it. Also, we had bunk beds and we would throw blankets and stuffed animals in the gap between the bed and the wall and then jump down into it...hehe lots of fun.
 
I remember a lot of things from age 2 - I guess my memory developed rapidly. I remember playing with waffle blocks, christmases back then, several things.
 
Jumping off the top of the couch in my batman pajamas (Which included an awesome cape/headcovering that acted as a hoodie) and knocking over a bunch of stuff, then going to bed and finding out my sister got in trouble for it.

I was 3 I think.


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You know, this is weird, but I do have this one "memory" from being an infant.. but.. it's in 3rd person.. x.x Don't know how to explain it, but like I can see myself, being held by my mom in the brown chair.. but I remember it happening. I dunno, but yeah.
 
This is making me all weepy. I want to be a kid again!
 
I remember my 2nd Birthday. I recieved one of those balloon toy guns as a present... it was so cool! It was so cool, that I decided to stuff sand in it!

My mom never told me why I couldn't play with it anymore (True Story)
 
Floating on a foam board in the local pool around 5 years old, only to have my brother knock me off. I almost drowned :(.

Another one is when I was around 6, my brother tripped me and my teeth hit the door frame. They were definitely gone.

Then I think a bit earlier my brother pushed me down the stairs and I smashed my nose against the stair railing.

Now that I think about it, all my memories suck ass! My brother is the f'n devil! Sniff... thanks for bringing back my horrible past Dark Elf..

/me runs away like a little schoolgirl.
 
Mine is when i was 4 and i hit a stranger in the nuts.
 
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