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I only know my age because of the events were in family photos.
I want to say I have very faint memories from when I was 2. I remember going to Amish shops nearby and there was a lot of snow on the ground.
It’s weird because when I look at my photos from my first birthday I fell as if I have very faint memories or if it makes sense, memories of having a memory of that event. I could be wrong or mixed in thought.
| Age 3 | 22 | |
| Age 4 | 13 | |
| Age 5 | 8 | |
| Age 2 | 18 |
Age 2 or maybe a little younger... my mom left me at a daycare and I remember very clearly crying when she left, without actually being sad. It was just an act. That's how I know most kids are full of shit when they cry.
I remember our house was shaking back and forth violently and rhythmically and all the sudden we were all forced out. Next thing I know we were all racing towards the end of a tunnel trying to be the first to get to this egg. I have no clue what happened to everyone else, I just remember winning the race.
3. It was of my father coming to bed singing an Adam Faith song. It was back home in Ireland.
My mom told me about first house we lived in for 1 year after my birth and I have a very blurry vision of that house
I have no idea how young I was but I remember lying in my pram outside and two ladies talking and looking at me. I think I was less than two. I also have memories when mom would take me to the local park, I think I was about 4-5 at that point.
I have very, very, very vague memories of when I was 2 years old. TBH I didn't remember that much about the outside world. It was all inside myself, my thoughts, my ideas, my mind.
I remember being a sperm, actually. I remember kind of wriggling about and stuff. That's my earliest memory.
2 years 2 months. I was sent to my Grandmother's house in a different city for a week. They are vivid picture memories with no time continuity.
I have a memory of I sucking my toe at my grandma's place and of my aunt carrying me and trying to light a figure while I was crying. Maybe I was two or three. My grandma's house was destroyed by a cyclone when I was three and I remember her house.
I remember throwing a frisbee with my mother in a field when I was a little rugrat.
I always thought my earliest memory was a dream, until my sister told me that it actually happened. I was younger than two.
I think it was when I was almost two. My mother gave me a cup of soda. I tasted it and thought it tasted good. I immediately laid down on the bed to drink the soda more. It didn't register in my head that you can't drink from a cup like you drink from a bottle, so it spilled on my face. My mother thought it was funny and was all "you got soda all over your face." That day I learned not to do that with cups. XD
I put 4 because I definitely have memories from that age, but I think possibly 3. I (think) I have a vague memory of an old white antebellum house we moved out of before I turned 4, so maybe.