So...what are your earliest memories?

reply to post by Phoenix267

I remember being a kid learning to walk and I hated shoes. I would love to take a bath in the sink and then walk barefoot outside carefully on the pine needles

Did you live in the mountains? I lived in the Rockies for a few years in my 20s....
*sigh*
I LOVED IT!!!
Came back to the 'here' after I got married. But, have made MANY trips back there since! (Summit County, Colorado)

reply to post by wildtimes

I've posted this before, on a slightly different theme;


I don't know how old I was, but I can remember a sequence of thoughts from a time before I knew any language.
I was lying in my cot next to a window., probably in the morning.
I was aware that I wanted to get out.
I was aware that i could not manage the catch on the gate of the cot (a simple hook-and-eye affair, as I know retrospectively).
I was aware that if I cried, someone would come along and let me out.
So that's what I did.
My last memory of the episode is my father opening and walking through a door on the right hand end of the opposite wall (which identifies the room as my later bedroom).

I find it really frustrating not knowing what happened next, because I want to know if I succeeded in getting out.
(My mother, years afterwards, observed "he probably just threw some toys into the cot". No! I don't want toys! I want exit!)

reply to post by wildtimes


No, I don't know where I was at the time. Some random family members home I believe. I love places like Lake Tahoe and looking at the scenery in Colorado.

reply to post by DISRAELI

I find it really frustrating not knowing what happened next, because I want to know if I succeeded in getting out.

It IS, isn't it? SO FRUSTRATING, to not know what happened next.
At least you're okay now, though.

In My earliest strong memory I am in a pram and taking a trip to the shops. I can remember strangers looking at me in the pram and saying googoo gaga etc. I can even recall their faces.

A weaker memory that feels earlier is of being in the dark and being extremely uncomfortable. Maybe birth or in the womb? I fear being trapped in confined spaces to this day

reply to post by wildtimes

I still hate being trapped.
Perhaps it was a trauma.

reply to post by Phoenix267

I love places like Lake Tahoe and looking at the scenery in Colorado.

Isn't it just the BEST? Wow, yeah......the Rockies are the best....

If I could live anywhere, I'd choose probably the West Coast....mountains to the east, beach to the West.

reply to post by DISRAELI

I still hate being trapped.
Perhaps it was a trauma.

Could be, yeah.
If you wanna talk about it, you're free to PM me.....or share it wherever.

reply to post by wildtimes


I live in California and hate the suburbs and cities with the crowds. This is coming from a man interested in evolving into a businessman. Haha. I like socializing. I just want some elbow room and fresh air.

I remember my cousin's first birthday party, and if I could find the family history book, I could even tell you the exact date. Anyway, he was in his high chair with his cake in front of him, and he was getting his hands into it. I thought to myself, "What a stupid little kid!" I was about three, myself.

k, guys and gals, it's bedtime for me....
hope to see more memories here when I get up tomorrow!!!

Thanks for playing!!!

Originally posted by wildtimes
I think it would be fun for us to reveal our earliest (and then, in chronological order) our later memories.....!!!!
you guys wanna???

One of my first memories is from when I was a preschooler....seeing a Roadrunner in the sandbox.
Another one was when my aunt (only 7 years older than I am) tried to flush a bunch of paper towels...
I said, "That's going to clog the toilet!".
And, it did!!!!

I thought maybe we could relate our memories....we all have memories...

edit on 19-7-2013 by wildtimes because: (no reason given)

II was born in 1988. My fathers father had died in '91. I remember He and his brother were over our house sometime in between. I loved remembering that.

Originally posted by wildtimes
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Oh, Zelda was the game my son wanted when he was about 8 or 9!!
The weird guy I knew at the time got it for him......
the FIRST Zelda....(Occarina of Doom?) jk.....
something about an Occarina. Which, a few years later, I found to purchase.....little 'clam-shaped' pipe with holes...

That was the first game I ever beat

Ocarina of Time, it has some really beautiful music if you ever get bored you should check out youtube

Ok, really here's mine (I was looking up blankets and saw that picture above)

Anyway, my first memory is of looking through the little weave holes in the blanket my mom would use to carry me in when we'd go next door (In Virginia when cold) to visit the Fishers, our neighbors, I also remember their little dog Pudgy. I was about one year old.

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Roadrunners are cool. I dont think I have seen one in real life.

Saw the cartoon though.

My earliest memory would have to be when I was in a little purple jumpsuit thing, it was the early 90's okay?
and I loved purple. Anyways, I was with my dad and we were going to a petting zoo and I remember being terrified to go in because the animals were pretty much the same height as me. Well he convinced me to go inside the corrall, and suddenly, a baby goat just comes barrelling towards me and headbutts my stomach and knocks me over.

horrible right?

I remember being bathed in the sink and sometimes in a powder blue plastic bin from a hospital. I remember laughing. I must have been only months or maybe less than a year old. I still remember the spigots. Silver with ceramic Hot and Cold buttons. This was many many years ago.

My earliest memory is being about a year and a half old and climbing out of my crib and sneaking into my grandma's room and stealing brownies off of a plate on her night stand.
I consider this the day I became conscious.

The next memory is being in my crib in the dark and seeing a strange figure in the corner of my room watching me with huge eyeballs(looked like what I imagine bigfoot would look like) daring me to get out of my crib again, because if I did, it would take me away.

Then I remember taking my diaper off and painting with poop on the wall.

Those are the first three memories I have as a 1 1/2 year old.

My first memory was.....or so i am told.....about the age of 6 months old.

I was talking to my mum years ago about how i remembered going to different houses as a child. I remembers going up the side stairs to a block of flats in our village and sitting in a cot type thing, and i also remember vividly going to a large lavish house in the forest here.

I remember the bathroom was all marble and the mirrors were vast, giving an effect like the Bohemian Rhapsody video by Queen. I remembered each room in the house for some reason, i was always sat on the floor or in a cot of some kind.

Turns out my nan used to clean for these people, and often used to take me with her.

However i have been told by others in the past that it's not possible to remember that far back. I can though.

I'm sure i have had a past life memory too from my village, but that's not quite the same thing.

CX.

I think it was when the bat attacked me in my crib, still have nightmares about it.

a little later was weeing on the big womble toy I had. I weed everywhere as a kid