**how disgusting...but I was being potty trained. My Dad yelled at me, so I went and peed in his Lazy-boy. That'll show 'em.

No really. I did that.

my memory from childhood..the first thing i clearly remember is my mom making me eat scrambled eggs with the shells still in them. Yuck!

The first thing I remember is being in a crib banging my bottle on the side of it to wake my mother up because I was hungry, I remember that I couldn't talk yet, and I couldn't stand up without holding the side of the crib... my mom says that I was about 7 or 8 months old!

My earliest memory is eating breakfast today???

My imaginary (hallucination?) friend Mike getting ran over by a car and killed.

I rememver watching a neighbor boy eat a piece of cake made of playdoh in my attic playroom. I was probably three

mmmm...i used to LOVE playdoh cake...

what memories ... I don't have any ... seem to have lost them all ... good & bad wtf

My earliest memory is of being in the crib which must have been before I was 1 or right around that time. I woke up from a nap and the room was dark with sunlight coming in the room through the sides of the curtains. When the neighbor lady came into the room to get me and it wasnt' my mother I starte crying and I can remember feeling scared like Mom wasn't going to come back for me. i only started having early memories after yrs of counseling.

banging away on the piano while the rest of the family ate lunch. I think I was less than a year old.

I remember grabbing a rose bloom off a bush in a back yard and also grabbing a thorn and my cousin picking me up and hushing me. In my mind I couldn't believe anything that beautiful shouldn't hurt you. My mom said I was about 18mths old, she couldn't believe I remembered that.

my father worked nights, i remember sitting on his lap when i was about 4 or so waiting for my mother to come home. she NEVER did come home. then i remember calling for her around the block where we lived. i can see myself as a little girl doing this.
the memory is very clear as i sit here and start to cry. that was 42 yrs ago, this time of the year.

My earliest memory ( I was about three) was on an Easter Sunday Morning. My mom,dad, three sisters, and I stood in front of a beautiful church with gorgeous grounds waiting for a stranger to pass by
in the hope of getting our picture taken.
Just so happened it was a co worker my father worked with and his family. MY dad introduced us, starting with my oldest sister, instead of my mother, and I'll never forget the hurt and dismay on my mothers face. I don't need the photo to remind me of it either.It was planted in my head as so many other sad memories are.Sigh.

On a car ride to the store with my mom, sitting in my car seat in the back of my mom's Chevy s-10 Blazer, singing Billy Joel's Uptown Girl becasue it had just come out. I was not even 2 years old.

My earliest memory was when I was two years old. My brother and I were hopping from roof-to-roof in some neighborhood in San Francisco. The fire department had to come up and grab us...lol.