My mother was in the hospital giving birth to my brother. Children were not permitted in the hospitals back then. Too many diseases with no vaccinations. Polio was rampant. Measles & chicken pox part of life. TB was treated with isolation & fresh air. I remember waving to her as she waved back from the window. I felt so insecure, Mommy was separated from me. The debacle at the border resonates with me for this reason

Mine was three when I stood on a second story porch and watched a tornado remove the roof of the house across the street. I can still see the woman standing in the front room holding the child as the roof disappeared.

I believed I had to have been about 1 years old. I remember a lady feeding me beans and rice at my house. I remember not wanting to eat the beans and rice because they were too hot but I could not communicate my feelings to her simply because I couldn’t speak.

Whyen I was 3 or 4 years old, we were visiting my grantparents at their farmhouse in Lafayeete County, Florida. Near the house was a large wooden water talk on a platform. Wile playing with cousins, I decided to climb the ladder on the side of the water tank to the top. My uncle saw me, scolded me and chased me down. I was so bent out of shape that I decided to punish the adults who were limiting my freedom.

The house was built on 3 foot high brick piers and a crawled under the house to the middle pier and hid. After a while the adults noticed that I was missing and started looking or me, going all around the farmstead looking for me. I just sat there in glee, feeling that they were getting their just desserts. After a while, I got tired of it and crawled out. The adults were so glad to see me that all I got was hugs.

I can remember back to the day I woke up in a hospital at 6, but nothing before that. However, as a child I would dream about things that happened before that so I subconsciously know further back. No, I don't think that was god talking to me.

Less than 5. I fell off of a boat and remember very vividly what it looked like under the boat while under water.

I remember being in the kitchen sink in this house, with my older brother. Both of us were taking a bath. So go figure. He is 2 years older than me. So we had 2 and 4, or 1 and 3.....not sure. But I remember it as if it happened yesterday, I remember using the untensil rack from the dish rack, filling it water and holding it over his head. I was giving him a "shower". Then he would give me a shower.

I remember being in a crib and taking a bottle. ALso a nightmare about the devil bribing me with candy for my 2 siblings. probably around 2

My first memory is from the dude ranch my family went to two years in a row. I was one and playing in the water on the top step of the pool when I fell over and went under. I remember loads of bubbles on a background of baby blue and my mom yelling, but I came up laughing. After that, I was a real water-baby and they always had a very hard time keeping me out of the water. Swimming lessons started at 2 and I swam better underwater than on the surface for several years. I'd tell you the horse egg story, but that was the second memory.

I have zero memories before age 11 or so. For the longest time I used to think people were making up their memories of early childhood, because I thought it was normal to not have any memories from that far back.

I remember trying to blow out my birthday candles when I was two...I don't know the name of the person holding me, but I see her face and it was not my Mom...I told my mom this and she asked me what I was wearing...when I told her, she brought a picture she had in her wedding album...it was me blowing out my candles! I often wonder if I remember really or did I see the picture when I was very young and remember the picture...who cares...it was a nice memory.

Kid # 1: "I remember when I was 6 months old."
Kid # 2: "That's nothing; I remember before I was born."
Kid # 3: "That's nothing; I remember going to the prom with my dad and coming back with my mom!

(Sorry; just seemed like too good an opportunity to miss telling that crude joke!)

I was about 3. I know it was a Sunday evening because we were watching The Wonderful World of Disney. My father had just tickled me so long that I thought I was going to pee myself. When he finished, I called him a bugger (not knowing what it meant. I just knew that I was upset). He then took me to my room and gave me a spanking, and I remember not understanding why. It is one of the most vivid memories I have from my childhood.

For me it would have been the Summer I Turned four years old just to bit earlier.

I can remember being in a crib. I can remember seeing things and touching things and hearing things that I had no frame of reference of understanding what I was sensing. My family moved from the town I was born in to a town two hundred miles away before I turned five, so I have a ton of memories I know were all before I was five. A lot of them are just mind pictures and I don't have a clue as to chronological order.

I remember laying in the yard using my Great Dane for a pillow when I was about 3 with the sprinkler cooling both of us off. I've read that most people do not remember anything before Age 5. When my son was 2, I decided that perhaps there was no memory because we seldom discuss the past with children under the age of 5. I begin to ask him questions about his room in the house we had recently moved from and he could tell me the color and how easy it was to turn the light off and on from his bed. Robbin Crosby so I started asking him questions about even earlier experiences and eventually ask him if he remembered what it was like before he was born and he informed me yes. He told me that before he was born it was very very dark . Then I asked him what he did all day . He immediately started kicking his feet and pounding his fist and told me he spent all day saying let me out let me out . I was pregnant with my second child and he already knew there was a baby in my belly but I still was amazed about what his little mind had been thinking about. That was the same year in the middle of July that he informed me Santa Claus was not real. Yes he is also an agnostic.

Is it odd, that I have only one memory before six or so? Am I repressing something?

I remember scenes and sketches here and there. I'm not sure I have any memories before age 5, but I do seem to remember being given a bath in a sink. I have a memory better than most but cannot recall a connected narrative of events. Parts of my early years are missing. My memory is not like reading a story book.

I remember it like it was yesterday. Oh wait, that was yesterday. Nevermind.

My childhood (before the age of 12) is a blur. It's like a 1000 piece jigsaw puzzle and I only hold about 50 random pieces. I vaguely remember the houses we lived in, the schools I attended and the friends I had. I don't remember any of my teachers, except for the lady in the 3rd grade that I had an innocent crush on. Is this odd?

I have memories that may go back to as early as age 1. I remember being in a hospital room and my mom reading to me from a book. My mom confirmed that I was at UCLA hospital with the flu when I was at about 1 1/2 years old. Just after my third birthday we moved to a new house, so I have a way to tell what early memories happened when depending on whether they happened at the old house or the new. I have definite memories that happened at the old house, meaning that I was younger than 3. These memories come as "flashes", like little clips of video, that are no more than a few seconds in length.

Shortly before I turned 3 years old, the Apollo 11 crew landed the first two humans on the Moon ---Mission commander Neil Armstrong and pilot Buzz Aldrin in the lunar module Eagle. I was being held on the lap of a local teacher that was a friend of our family and we were watching it live...and she was saying over and over things like "(my name), watch this, this is the most important thing in history, people are landing on the moon! Look at that! Never forget this!" Etc. After the broadcast was over, we sat at the dining room table and drew the moon and the spacecraft with crayons and she got out balls and made the solar system there on the table and explained how we all rotated around the sun and the moon rotated around the earth too. I never forgot, every time I saw her after than, I wanted to draw the solar system and make one out of balls again.

I'm not sure how old but no younger than 2. Setting on the edge of the exam table hearing the doctor tell my dad, "of course he's your son, he's got your Adam's apple". Must have been right after the divorce. I have heard his voice come from my mouth so...

I remember waking up on the sofa . Someone else was in my bed . Someone had given me a toy record player in a suite case like box . Someone told me Mom was in a hospital , not that I knew what a hospital was , and that she'd be back soon . Someone got mad that I kept playing the same record . I said it only had one . They showed me that the record had two sides . I believe it was when she gave birth to my brother . He was a year and a half younger than I was . Some time later (months ?) , Mom laid the infant in a playpen and sat me there with him . I thought I was too old for the playpen . Mom and Dad were wall papering the room . Mom made long curls of some wall paper scraps and draped them over my head . I think I took a nap .

One vague memory of riding a tricycle down a flight of stairs at 3. A few memories at age 4.