For myself I'm sure I remember being born early in the morning I can't shake the feeling

I do also remember the gasps, clapping, cheers and all comments what a BEAUTIFUL baby and pity there are not more like him being born into the world.

Playing in a big yard lots of people around it was warm and I was playing in water. I remember chickens and some dogs and a lot of big people and eating watermelon. I was maybe 2 and half or three and there were several cats there as well. I later was sitting on I believe my grandpa's lap and putting my hand in his mouth and his teeth fell out and it scared me. He and other people laughed. Edited 10-Apr-25 02:52am

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I was about 2 & remember riding a little rocking horse.

My eldest child (now in their 20's) remembered being born. They used to talk about it when they were little, we never said how the birth happened (traumatic 56 hour labour ending in an emergency C/section). We spoke to several doctors who mentioned that most children do remember their birth but by the time they can talk, they completely forget about that part of their life. Some children keep the memory of their birth.

My earliest memory was at 4 years old at Kindergarten, nothing before that.

I don't remember much of my childhood at all. When I was about 7 I distinctly remember a mouse running up Dad's sleeve from the chook food in the garage........... but I only remember certain things.

I was 5 years old when, one day Mum had to go to Town with my little brother, those days it was the bus or walk, it was raining so she made the call for a taxi, I had to stay with Dad, and he decided that we should give Mum a surprise ,and we cooked a pea and ham soup. When Mum came back she was very tired, she put the baby i his cot and she sat down on the couch, and was explaing to Dad what went on in town, Than she stood up and said " what's that smell, I proudly replied, "It's our dinner" Dad and I made it, she was so pleased Edited 09-Apr-25 22:49pm

Memories can easily be mixed up. Sometimes, even as an adult, dreams can be mixed up with real memories. This is more likely for children. Siblings often have different memories of the same event. Even the courts and police do not depend on the memories of observers of an events when recall is needed in court. How can the memory of a 3 or even 7, 8 or 10 year old ? I sometimes don't know or remember why I went into a room or what I am looking for. I really can't trust something that happened 60 years. I do recall somethings from my early years but I don't know if I was 4 or 8 for example. It is complicated.Edited 09-Apr-25 23:11pm

I was approx18months old. I remember a 'doctor' playing 'stack the blocks' with me as he kept putting and switching things on my face (was giving me an eye exam to see how I overshot/undershot/ got it right for lenses for the glasses I desperately needed).

I remember certain things when I was about 5 years old. I was attending the kindergarten at that time.

I can only remember from about 10/11 having a sleepover with a friend. I don't remember anything before that. It's kind of weird.

My grandmother making me lentils and macaroni. She would cut up linguine in small pieces.

My great grandmother who helped raise me. I use to go out to her garden with her and she would show me plants.If I pulled them up got my hands slapped.She was an Indian and would put the dirt in my hands.Showing me mother earth.Thank the Lord she was a spirit-filled Christians. She l loved me more than my own mother.I lost someone very special in my life and it had an affect on me all of my life.She passed away when I was 4.

My earliest memory was the trauma of breaking my leg and the teacher refusing to believe me. When my mother came home and found me she rushed me to hospital because I was in shock. That memory is true, I remembered it as hazy but mum filled it in for me, however, one of my sons has memory's that are pure fantasy and we haven't been able to convince him of that.

I don’t any word of memories

(This is a bit naughty!) I remember going to the drive-in with my Dad and going home with my Mum! 🤣

I remember my second dog, who we lost whilst she was still a pup. I have strong memories of playing with her in our backyard. I would have been about 2 and half.

Most memories we think we have of when we were young seem to be enhanced by our parents telling us of these things. Although I know a lot of the things that happened to me when I was very young, I genuinely don't believe I remember them happening.

No comment. Can't help on this topic.

NOPE, is there a consensus, on how remembering something this early, impacts life?

I can recall every detail of a movie I saw with parents,older brother. I would have been 3-5 . Everything is clear to my memory. Never found out the movie name. I recall my 1st day at school when after 10 minutes another kid smashed a slate ( yes we had them back then) over a head of another kid.

cant remember

2 years old, and the budgie died... told grandad that bluey was sleeping and that we had to be quiet.

I remember sitting on my Dad's shoulders and holding on to his hair. I love my Dad, he's no longer with us.

As I am nearly 92 I can't remember that far back

Not me My earliest memory is from when I was 5 I remember nothing from 0-5 I was raised in a dysfunctional household with alcoholic father, co-dependent mother and had a sick and disturbed uncle who totally f***ed up my childhood

I remember switching from a baby bed to a twin size bed. I would have probably been around 4.

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Standing outside my grandparents grocery shop eating an ice cream at around age 4.

Can't remember.

walking along a main road to and from school as a 5-year-old. I look at where I used to walk and there is no way that would be permitted or be safe today.

My first day at school when I thought I had the best looking mum there.

Depending on the day or situation memories flood in some early some late

My earliest memories are when I was around 4-5 yrs old I remember it snowing it must have been around 1971-72

My earliest memory was running out of a surgery where I was to get another vaccination. I had only just started to walk so that was well before age 3.

Mine was when I woke up screaming in pain with pneumonia. I was 4. I was in the hospital and my bed was near the door. The door didn't go all the way to the floor, and I would watch people's feet looking for my mother's shoes.

My earliest memory was when I was about 3 - we had to get out of our bed and house to go into the air raid shelter because German planes were bombing all around us and I remember we had to wear siren suits.

A lot of "memories" are not of the actual childhood event, but are new memories gained later when looking at photos and and hearing stories from older people about that event.

I probably have more memories than most because my father always had a camera in front of his face - both still and movie. We regularly had home movie nights or slide shows when we were growing up so the memories were constantly being ingrained.

My earliest memory was entering the local funeral home at my paternal grandfather's funeral. I was a little over 2 years old. I recall seeing him in his coffin. I don't remember anything before that even though he spent a great deal of time with me.

In kindergarten my best friend at the time bumped into a broken bone that I had. It was such a gentle bump (a real accident) I hardly noticed. The teacher yelled at my friend so loudly we both ended up crying.

My first memory is of shifting house an Ma saying let’s go in one last time and say goodbye to the house. I remember my older brother hating the new house so he took me and ran away up the road. These memories are clear as a bell, I close my eyes and see it. Then I can remember going to the hospital to get my younger brother. He was born 2 years 7 months after me

My earliest memory was my Nana who was a chef in a hotel her teaching me how to fold the serviettes for the tables

I remember when my younger sister was born. I was 2 1/2 and I can remember that the living room was dark,early in the day, and I was told that I couldn't go in there, but I wanted to see my Mommy.

I've seen a photo but I do seem to remember, maybe, of paddling in a puddle on the beach that my Dad dug for me. I would've been about 2 years old?

I remember when I was about 3 years old , and I had an older brother who is 17 months older than me which made him 4 ish. Anyways my brother and I were being watched by the babysitter my parents had hired while they went to work during the morning till the afternoon(day shift). The babysitter was making us lunch that day she was over to watt my brother and I , Kraft dinner we were suppose to have, when my brother and I were in the kitchen where we were told not to be playing while the stove is on when my brother grabbed the handle of the pot that was hot water boiling and pulled it off the stove , I screamed and he screamed we were both very lucky not to have gotten burned by the scowling hot water …

I can remember when I was 2 and my grandmother was pushing my pram in deep snow trying to cross a road and I felt scared. We must have made it across the road as I’m here telling the story

My earliest was around 1year old. My great grandmother lived with my grandmother afew doors down from my house. I was there often. A petite elderly lady would visit,she was known to me as Aunt Minnie. She was tiny* as my grandmother and great grandmother were under 5ft ,she was much smaller. She had the softest skin and smelled like a beautiful bouquet of flowers. I remember greeting her at the door. My mother was astounded when I asked her about Aunt Minnie when I was 5years old,describing her in detail. My mother told me she passed away when I was 18mths old,my memory was of the last time she visited. I also remember how hot it was,my grandmother had a cooler that she filled with ice,I can remember the smell of it.

When we were children we had a Monkey bar in the Back yard .Michael

I do remember my 2nd birthday as I was given a puppy and got into trouble because I gave the puppy a bath and she was only 6 weeks old. My parents would tell this story to family and friends all the time.

I remember walking to the shop every Sunday with my Dad and stamping hard so the snakes would be scared of us. I am still not scared of snakes.

I remember the day John lennon died. I was 3. I couldn't understand why my mother cried, she wasn't allowed to cry only I was allowed to cry it didn't make sense. I have quite a lot of other memmories from when I was even younger than that but they are very vague or just life in general it is a bit hard to say the exact age from a memmory. I had a memmory from before I was 2 I've always held onto. Edited 09-Apr-25 10:53am

There's a few things I remember , one I must have been around 3 yrs when my Grandmother came out to visit from England . I remember waking up in the morning and she'd washed my doll Rosie ,put her in a new wooden cradle and put a new little dress on her for me ..she was under my bed as a suprise . I cried ! " That's not my Rosie" :( Poor Grandma ! Edited 09-Apr-25 10:31am

I actually have a memory from when I was a baby. I was laid in my crib and felt very safe and cozy there.

I have a funny/wierd memory of visiting someone in a place as if I was much older and their was a little child that I was looking after there as well, and when I only once spoke to my mum about it she told me that I was the only "toddler" there was no older child there.

I would have been about 4 when I was put into my new bedroom for afternoon nap. The flooring was incomplete so I was able to crawl through the gap and escape to under the house. I hid in the backyard for awhile - then what? I was tired so I crawled back into the room and had a nap.

I remember places from age 2 or 3, my parents' apartment and then the house they bought when I was 3 (when my younger brother was born)... I remember summer vacation places (but maybe from the ubiquitous home movies?), and I have music memories associated with places and events... music is a huge memory thing for me...

I can’t remember any age specifically….a lot of childhood trauma, maybe that’s why…I cannot remember what I did at 4 up to 22. There’s no recall of any age. Good Grief!

During WWII I was in my cot, must have been about 18 months old when a bomber flew over our town, there was, of course a Blackout, so thick, black fanric was hung over the windows, it dropped just one bomb which landed and exploded in the field just below our home, the blast blew the glass out of the window under which was my cot. I was uninjured. Later it was revealed that the enemy bomber had lost its way when trying to teturn to it's homeland.

Yes I remember more at 4 and 5 not when I was younger

getting freshly baked pikelets from an aunty who was living with us at the time. We moved out of that house just before my 3rd birthday. Also, I remember watching the Mickey Mouse Club on TV in that house

Yes I clearly remember sliding out of my mother's womb and then carefully being wrapped up in a lovely white sheet. Oh nothing like the old times.

I remember the cold -25°C mornings in Montreal skating on my father's back yard ice rink. Now living in AUSTRALIA, when temp drops below +20°C, I shiver and do not miss the cold.

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at the age of 3

I recall it bring dark and suddenly there was a burst of light. I looked up and all these people were wearing masks. Then a man turned me upside down, slapped my bum and loudly announced "it is a boy".

I dont recall any from an early age but when I was a bit older around 7 and learnt to ride my grand fathers horse on our farm it was the best thing ever then I went on to ride in shows alaround the area where we livedEdited 09-Apr-25 07:57am

I wanted to help carry a bed when moving house when I was maybe 3yrs old, but told by my Auntie I could'nt because I was too little.

Earliest memories involved me streaking as a 3 year old, running down the neighborhood with siblings or parents chasing after me. As a three year old I loved the sun on my bum, but I've luckily grown out of that! What's interesting is that they've recently found that children under 3 years old have memories from under 1 years old but as we reach 3 our brains rapidly develop and they're not sure if those memories are lost or if they're made dormant after that point. Pretty interesting stuff.

My brother would let me sit in front of him on the way home from school (down hill all the way). It was fun.

not a lot from those years ago

My earliest memory was a terrible sunburn I received the summer I was 5. Traumatic for sure.

Two earliest memories...first one, a funny one...I remember being in the laundry room area of our apartment, and I was sitting near the drain on the floor. It was wet there. My Mom picked me up, thinking I wet myself...then when she took off the diaper, I vividly remember peeing over her shoulder. She says I was around 1 year and 8 months old. Second memory, a bad one, was when I was 2, literally a week after my 2nd birthday...same apartment I remember having a pillow put over my face. That's all I remember, and, for context, what had happened was my mom's boyfriend at the time..NOT my father, they had split by then...he said "I will go make sure he is quiet"...and he proceeded to put a pillow over my face and "quiet me". Needless to say I was technically dead for a few minutes before my Mom gave me CPR and revived me. Guy got arrested and I randomly ran into him 20 years later. I ended up confronting him and, well, I'll leave it at that. Payback was achieved. Next day he left the city I am in and moved out of the country, and has never been back. And, he had to have someone drive him, he had no use of his arms or legs.

I remember being 4 years old and my twin sisters had just been born and mum came home with them.

No memories that early.

funny thing's memories when you were little. Those are my treasures that I can only share with my family. Modern memories, I can remember being a pain on the bum of my older brothers and sisters. They entice me with a Lolly, and when I try to get it, I get a smack on the bottom, and they don't give it

What is my earliest memory: Learning to read 'Colored and White signs' posted in the 'Deep (segregated) South' at that point I realizes capitalism and democracy - JUST PLAIN - SUCKED!

not a pleasant one to recall so i choose not to recall

I remember being in my cot and getting my doll's head stuck between the bars and my grandad or dad getting it out for me.

I was about4 yrs old and my Mom was really into sewing our clothes she made me a tutu and then one for my Barbie! I miss my Mommy!!

I have several unfortunate memmories from my early childhood. I choose to just live in the here and now for the most part. It is how I keep going. I cherish several of my adult memmories however. Have a good one all

Trying to escape my crib. Never liked feeling confined from an early age.

I can't remember when my earliest memory was. When one grows up in a very dysfunctional family, always changing moms, to housekeepers, back to moms, it causes memories to bury themselves. If I remember anything, I'll add it later... ;-( Okay, so, when I was around 8 (?) my dad took us 'camping'. We'd stay in a cabin, ride horses, swim in the pool, and go on hikes. That was one of my first family memories. ;-DEdited 09-Apr-25 15:26pm

I was 6 years old and my little brother was four and we were very hungry. My mom worked a night job so she was sleeping. I decided to cook a roast for my brother and I. I turned the oven dial up all the way and ended up setting off the smoke alarm and when I opened the door for my brother and I to leave because of all the smoke we ended up setting off the main fire alarm in the top floor of the apartment building. Needless to say the firemen and my mom were very disappointed in me.

My earliest memory is when I was living in apartment from downtown Omaha and the top of the building was on fire.

I can remember going to a court room and talking tothe judge at age 5

My first memory was, at age 2, helping my Mom mix, cut, bake and then decorate about 17 different dozen Christmas cookies.

I remember for my third birthday getting all dressed up,,,my parents gave me an amethyst (birthstone) ring with a matching bracelet, For some reason that sticks in my head,

when I lived at nellis airforce base at 3 years old (las vegas) usa) giving my younger brother a kiss as I was holding him when he was home after his birth, oh boy,,!!!

I live in Australia but I spent the first nine years of my life in England. I remember deciding that I would build a snowman in the back garden. I put on my knitted gloves and picked up some snow. It melted into and through my gloves, so I dropped the snow, went back inside and never tried again.

I have no idea how old I was but I still believed in Santa and I had gone into my father's garage and saw what he was making. It was a bedhead with a light in it. I received it for xmas so then I knew there was no Santa!

when I was about 4

My earliest memory is going to pick up my new baby sister at 2 yrs 6 months. Memory is not of my baby sister but of another baby that was crying in the nursery. My aunt was matron of the maternity hospital so a special privilege to be in the nursery.

I can swear I remember a room in the apartment my grandparents lived in before they moved to their house, but I was only about two at the time so everyone would say I couldn't have, so I just let it go. It's too bad there wasn't a photograph of that room, but then again, someone would probably say I saw the picture before and just thought I had actually been there.

My earliest memory would be watching the astronauts land on the moon. I was sitting in the middle of my parents bed, protected by pillows not falling off. Also remember the dark wood of the bed frame. Aw yes the 70s. It was a 14" (?) B/W . There was a magazine rack underneath, and was wheeled in for the occasion. Side: I later used that TV in my room when I was older. :)Edited 09-Apr-25 12:44pm