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I don't know how old I was, but I remember my mother putting me in my play pen/nappy place thing, and wanting out. The lights were off, and I didn't want to sleep.

That's all I remember of that particular memory, but I must have been very young.
 
I remember being in the back of a red car and as we went round a roundabout the passenger door flew open. Im not sure how old I was, must've been about 2 or 3 :)
 
I remember being in the pushchair with my mum walking me to my dad's work as he had forgotten to take his lunch with him.
 
I remember walking home with my mum in some god-awful weather, really bad rain. I remember refusing to walk any futher and throwing a right tantrum I just wanted to be at home there and then!!! I think i was 3.
 
i remember it was peeing down with rain and i was outside a video shop in my buggy wearing a red poncho thingy eating maltesers but my hands were underneath so i was having to poke my hand through the neck hole :rotfl: just to eat them not sure how old i was but i was in a buggy so prob 3/4.
 
i remember that bad winter we had years ago and it was really snowy went right upto my knees and i couldn't walk so my dad had to carry me into play group i was about three. xx
 
The earliest memory I can definately date was being in the back seat of a car with my mum and dad in the front and Mum singing Kate Bush's Wuthering Heights. I would have been 3/4 and Mum is an awful singer so I'm guessing that's why it stuck. :rotfl:
I have earlier vague memories - I can remember the layout of a house and general things about it that we moved from when I was just 3
 
I remember coming down huge slides on a tattie sack in Great Yarmouth and skinning my kness as I flew off the bottom!! Must have been about 2 and a half
 
I remember sitting in the kitchen sink in a caravan on holiday in Yarmouth when I was 2 and 1/2 cos I'd pooed my pants! :oops: :rotfl:
 
I remember my grandad pulling my brother out of the pond by the straps of his dungarees (he had been trying to collect the frogspawn (sp) and fell in), I was prob about 3 :think:
 
OingoZoingo said:
I don't know how old I was, but I remember my mother putting me in my play pen/nappy place thing, and wanting out. The lights were off, and I didn't want to sleep.

That's all I remember of that particular memory, but I must have been very young.

That's a bit like mine- I was under a blue blanket, but I was too hot :lol:

Was a bit high up, so maybe in a cot type thing or pram. Maybe about 2 or 18 months, I wouldn't say that old except I was thinking 'I'm too hot under this blanket' or something, in words. I learned a lot of words early but imagine that means I can't have been much younger than that :)

jools wrote
I remember sitting in the kitchen sink in a caravan on holiday in Yarmouth when I was 2 and 1/2 cos I'd pooed my pants!

:lol: that doesn't sound like a very nice memory :lol:
 
One of my most earliest memories,
was probably round my nans when i was like 4, and my mum and her went to bingo and left me with my grandad and my mum was like "dont give her too many sweets" and as soon as they had gone grandad got the pot out and i sat on his lap munching away :)
its probably about one of the only memories of my grandad too cos he died when i was 5 :(
 
I don't know how old I was, about 3 I think, but I remember being stood by my mum and dads bedroom door crying in the middle of the night because the door frame had been painted that day and I remembered them saying I wasn't allowed near it, but I wanted to get in their bed :cry:
 
I was about 18 mths old and remember sitting on a little black seat on top of my brothers yummy brown cord pram :puke:
 
sittin on my dads knee in the doctors office getting a polio jab... then him taking me to get chicken soup and a whistle lolly for a reward :-)
 
my earliest memory was of poohing the bed in the night while i was sleeping at my dads i was about 2-3 and his new wife put me in the kitchen sink to wash me and there was broken glass in there and i cut my legs my mum was furious and my dad wasnt allowed to have me again on his own till i was about 7 :( stupid woman she was i still cant stand her to this day :evil: xxxxxxxxx
 
I was 3 and my earliest memory isnt a nice one so i wont say it here.. but i remember it like it was yesterday and hate it! i wish i could start my memory at the age of about 6 :cry:
 
I had a dream a few years back of being in a room with big blue high backed chairs, dark blue wallpaper, and I could see tennis courts out of the window. I remember a red plate with a fish on it too.

When I asked my mom if it meant anything it turns out it was where we stayed when we were on a family holiday in Anglesey when I was about 6 months old, and the fish was one my dad caught when he went fishing.

:)
 
my earliest memory was the first week of nursey and i were in the yard playing. I got on a bike and a boy wanted the one i got on so i pedled off and he chased me on another and crashed into me and both him and the bike ended up ontop of me. His dad just stood there laughing and he left me crying on the floor. (bearing in mind at that time bikes were made out of metal not plastic, i were traumatised). Ripped my mums hair out every day after that because she wanted to leave me. Hated nursery :(
 

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