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  • It was well before I turned one; I was still in a crib. It was dark, nighttime, and incredibly hot. Some sort of animal with glowing eyes stared at me from the floor.

    I thought it was a dream, but decades later my parents confirmed that when I was a baby the thermostat had broken and we had a night where the temperature was 100°. As for the animal with glowing eyes, that was our cat.

  • Weird person giving me something incredibly sweet. (Later found out that was a polio vaccination via sugar cube). The memory was very partially formed, but it should have been around 18 months old.

    Other fully formed memory starts around 2 and half.

  • Climbing onto the counter (at 2 or 3 years old) to get a Flintstone's vitamin, because I liked the way they taste. Plot twist: what I actually ate was one of our dog's epilepsy pills.

  • Playing in the yard outside our apartment: little 3 y.o. me was throwing rocks at a giant wasp hive. Coincidentally, my first memory is also the first time I almost got myself killed. Getting stung is how we found out I'm seriously allergic and now I carry an epipen.

  • I distinctively remember portions of my little school when I was between 2 and 3 years old, and of playing with my still-to-this-day best friend :P
    Further back than that, I can't really remember anything, I don't think.

  • Sitting in the upper part of the shopping buggy being pushed around Wal-Mart. Must have been 2 or 3.

  • I was somewhere around a year or two old. I can vividly remember me and the two neighbor girls who were 2 and 4 years older than me going into the bathroom and flushing some bath toy down the toilet, my dad being mad, then me asking if I could have it back when he unclogged the toilet.

    I also distinctly remember trying to find a toy that for a while I thought was a fake memory that I made up. The toy was a small version of a T-16 Skyhopper that came with a Luke action figure. I had to have been 3 because that toy was 1999 and my memory was when we moved, and I remember that pretty well.

    I also remember stepping on a carpet tack in our house, and I can even almost perfectly draw out that house's layout even though it was in my first 3-4 years of life.

  • Crawling over the wall my crib, and letting myself down, placing my feet between the vertical slats. I was two years old. I remember being two when we moved into our new home, after that, and I had a regular bed there. The new neighbor, when we moved in, asked me how old I was. And said “I’m two.”

  • Couldn't tell you how old, but either sitting on a fold out couch bed in a basement playing that n64 yoshi game or in a nearby room playing some dumd edutainment pirate game.

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