I remember the sound of my mother's bracelets when she was coming to the kinderkarten, I was waiting for this all day long.

I remember hugging my dad and smelling his perfume, Anteus.

More ancient memories, were me sitting in the kitchen and watching the little pieces of dust in the light.

kitbradley said:

My oldest memory was my mother trying to teach me how to walk as a baby. She stood me up on one side of the room and she went to the other side of the room, waving a chocolate chip cookie in the air. I ended up learning how to run before I could walk.

I remember seeing a lizard on the wall in okinawa, i was about three, my mother used to watch soap operas on the box tv that was up on legs...lol

i remember there was always a breeze through the curtains.... ..

My baby sister being in a bassinet pram and I am sitting on a pram chair on top of the pram, strapped in and my mother pushing the pram and she had a beehive (black hair then) and a black and white coat. I must have been about 18 months old. We were in London then and I remember seeing a market and all the hustle and bustle of the 60s!

My absolutely oldest memory has to be outside at a park, and seeing an uncle's face come in and look at me (I was laying in a baby thing on the ground, I dunno what you call it) and I think I got a little bit upset.

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who has mad cool mothers....

uPtoWnNY said:

My oldest memory is seeing my younger brother for the first time. I was 3 years old(November 1964). It rained like hell, and I was sitting in my godfather's car waiting for my parents to come out of the hospital. They got in, and I leaned over to see my brother. He was asleep and wrapped in a yellow blanket.

Mine's kinda similar. When I was 7 years old in 1990, I remember my sister's birth...every single detail...what I ate...what she looked like...what the hospital smelt like and so on...but for some reason I can't remember ages 0-6....I have loads of pictures and video footage but I can't remember anything on my own.

4, seeing my dad's feet while I was standing at the bottom of a pool, long story short, doing what I was told not to do, man, he sure could move fast back then.

My first memory: I was 3 years old. My sister (who's three years younger) had some sort of problem with her legs. Our mom had to put her in this yellow tub for some type of procedure. I remember my mother, my sister crying and the yellow tub vividly.

A memory I wish I had: My mom says I used to sing to my brother who's 2 years older than me!! She loves to tell this story. She says I was 3. I would sing whenver he had to go off to Kindergarten. . The song was all about how I loved him and how I hoped he would not be hurt. It was an original song . She can still sing it to this day. I wish I could remember ......

I believe the traumatic memories stick out more when you're young for some reason.

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I was probably about 3 years old...I was in my Mom's lap waiting for Santa Claus...she fell asleep...and I jumped off her lap and got my bumblebee toy and ran around in circles watching it's wings spin.

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imago said:

RenHoek said:

those were those sticky, gooey bubbles right??

if so, LOVED those... especially the smell... so toxic!

yes!!!

I like you SO much...

RenHoek said:

imago said:

yes!!!

I like you SO much...

Eye can remember waking up crying after having my tonsils out i was 7....how the fuck can some of u remember shit that happened when u were 2????Thats amazing...

its a pretty vague memory, but... not that i only did this once of course, but for some reason i remember one of the times i stood up in my crib after i was put down to sleep and staring at the poster on my door. i cant remember what the poster was of. i had to have been like a year old. but whats weird is the whole memory (and others i have from that long ago) all have this.. sepia filter over them like its an old faded picture im remembering in my head.

i think i was 4 or 5...was in the backyard with my cat "smokey" I remember picking rubarb.

I remember eating chicken soup on a nurse's lap. I remember liking her, she made me laugh.

My mom told me that's when I spent a month in the hospital when I was a baby. I remember that. I also remember the metal crib and the plastic around it.

I remember the huge bags of candy we had our first Halloween, my sister climbing real high up on the counter to get the candy... I remember the two dogs we shared the candy with. One dog was taller than me, I remember letting it lick my fingers clean. I was two then.

also! paintedlady reminded me of this story my dad told me.. its not my memory of course, but.. its from when i was little :]

when i was first learning to read.. like i guess most kids are, i was always told to sound everything out. so when i was going through my halloween candy one year, i asked my dad, "whats a... spunow?" (spoo-now) and he looked over at what i had and started laughing

hehe

typo edit =O lol

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driving into Luzern, I remember barely being able to see out of the car window, but I did see a clock tower.

My earliest memory is when our family moved to California from Detroit.It was 1972 and I was only three years old.I recall riding in my dad's Cadillac and the song "Back Stabbers" by the Ojays was on the radio.

dyvrdown said:

also! paintedlady reminded me of this story my dad told me.. its not my memory of course, but.. its from when i was little :]

when i was first learning to read.. like i guess most kids are, i always told to sound everything out. so when i was going through my halloween candy one year, i asked my dad, "whats a... spunow?" (spoo-now) and he looked over at what i had and started laughing

hehe

Cute.

I cant remember two minutes ago, but years ago...yeah, sure, i remember talking about it andit just passed throught the years.....

formallypickles said:

Being a ho strollin down Harlem looking for tricks in my past life. 1921

Sitting on the edge of a swimming pool with my feel dangling in, eating ice-cream and watching my brother play with his sailing boat. I was aged 3 and on holiday in Wales.

I have one very, very vague memory from when I was a baby (seriously!) of being on a bed waiting to have my diaper changed and my parents' old landlord walked by and stuck his tongue out at me (he was a ornery old man). I don't know why but this memory has always stuck in my head.

I remember being in the car driving my newborn brother home from the hospital (I was 3).

I remember bits & pieces of kindergarden.

KidaDynamite said:

I don't know if this is my oldest memory but it's old...I remember my uncle used to wash my hair for me sometimes if my grandma (his mom) couldn't do it at the time. One day he decided to wash my hair and style it in this big afro then he took my aunts earrings mixed and match a pair, put it in my ears and took me out to the store just like that. People told him how pretty I was and asked if I was his daughter...he told them yes! I was around 3. I loved that man with all my heart and he passed away the next year. He loved prince too.

dyvrdown said:

also! paintedlady reminded me of this story my dad told me.. its not my memory of course, but.. its from when i was little :]

when i was first learning to read.. like i guess most kids are, i was always told to sound everything out. so when i was going through my halloween candy one year, i asked my dad, "whats a... spunow?" (spoo-now) and he looked over at what i had and started laughing

hehe

typo edit =O lol

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I was on the subway with dad once and I sort of "read" the word "Flowers" off an ad board on the wall, and an older woman says to my dad "Oh my, she's so young but can read already, how cute!" and I go "there's a picture of flowers, how hard is that to understand?"

I was nice back then too.

i'm so stupid tho, pics do me justice...

myfavorite said:

i'm so stupid tho, pics do me justice...

Whatchu talkin' bout?

PurpleJedi said:

myfavorite said:

i'm so stupid tho, pics do me justice...

Whatchu talkin' bout?