What is your earliest memory?
 

think back

think way way back

me driving my 3 wheeled (dunno what its called) in austria, I was 2 years old

Having an eerie Deja Vu moment at Dad Melly's flat - it sure confused the fuck out of me.

playing on the floor,2 yo or something.

When I turned 3
It was a baller ass party

The day before my first day of primary school. I thought going to "big" school made you older and bigger, so I thought I would wake up the next day really tall. I didn't.

Good times. My earliest memory is probably riding up front in the moving van when my parents moved house. I was about two then.

i think mine is
sitting on the floor in a house that we had only very just moved into
and there was no furniture anywhere and we were all eating hotdogs

i can actually remember back to my first birthday, sticking my hand in the cake at my aunt's house

really cool and maybe surreal first memory

My earliest memories are illusive and clouded. Impressions without context. Sitting in a toddler chair as my mom took me with her in the old van we had. My brother getting a NES and my grandpa helping him set it up on the kitchen television (actually the only television we had at the time).

I do distinctly remember my fifth birthday. It was Dick Tracy themed. And I also remember New Year's Eve of '89 to '90 a few months after that.

my dad changing my diaper and I peed in his face.

Seriously.

I can remember some bad nightmares I use to have when I was still sleeping in a little cot.

NO idea of the relationshio you had with your parents back then, but I doubt they'd let you fall over and over and AGAIN till your knees got all bloody...at least not at a really early age...am I wrong?

I don't know. What I thought was my first memory turned out to be fake. My sister told me she had saved me from drowning at the pool, and I believed it and created false memories out of it.

i suppose that could be true, but i am pretty sure i remember my 1st b-day, i recall after putting my hand in the cake that i kinda "offered" it to my mom, but it's hard to say

either way the next memory i have clearly that has a date, is my second birthday party, with a fire truck on the birthday cake and a kiddie pool i was wading in

2.5 Sols//Huntington Beach, Ca: small landing party. they looked like Sleestaks. one was blue-green. they didn't want the red-headed neighbor kid. nice view from up here. ......[]....[]....[]....... ok, back in the sandbox.

check your doorstep for origamis.

hahahahahah
always wished I could do origamis really fast and good.
how nice that would be if you could drop them everywhere and leave these mystical messages

I remember being born. No joke.
Maybe it's the acid I used to do.

Sitting comfortably in my pram, staring at a golden sunset.
I must've been 2.

Wow, I think I have no memories until 5 year old - I remember a little of the day I first got in school, so I was 5. Then I have a few flash memories... But I don't have a lot of memory actually. I can't even remember clearly things before I'm like 10 or whatever - and I'm only 17

I wouldn't worry too much about that now. The older you get, the easier it will be to recollect your childhood memories.

I'm having more trouble remembering last week, which isn't handy.

cold, bright, it smelled weird. I could never keep my nose clean.

I was one month late so perhaps it's because I was more developed than most babies.

Being in a pushchair in Venice.

oh my god.
do you still know where you are? :)

This is interesting. It's hard to figure out what exactly is earliest.

But...

I remember playing on the sidewalk around 2 or 3 outside our apartment on a sunny afternoon and becoming entranced by the distant sound of a plane in the sky. That same combination today--sound of a far off plane, sunny afternoon--has a strangely lulling effect on me.

I also remember around 2 or 3 seeing the Christmas tree in our living room and having this oddly existential moment where I thought to myself, There is the tree, and here is me. It's there, I'm here. We're two different things. I stood for a long time staring at the tree thinking about this.

Right in front of my computer, I think

when i was 9 months old, my dad left a can of coke out on the table and i went and guzzled it all down.

Was it coke, or Coke?

coca cola

Ah. But not Pepsi. That's good.

me standing in a pool at the beach. it was a natural pool made of rocks so the water was quiet. my nanny was there. i was probably 1.

My grandparents kept at least a couiple of cases of 7-up, the big green bottle ones, as they were bottled in the 1950s/1960s. One time , when I was about 5 and we visited, they thought they were being nice to me by allowing me to take however many I wanted to drink--my parents were unaware of their act of generosity. I drank and drank. On the way home I threw up all over the back seat of the family car.

this quote goes perfectly with the picture in your signature

falling off a chair face-first and smashing into the floor.

I'm still working on remembering my face before my parents were born.

fast forward-------------> whale penis.

I have a lot of memories from early childhood, and I don't know which come first.

I'm going to guess and say the time where I was in my baby sitters dark bedroom, in a crib, screaming and crying for what seemed like forever.