Earliest memories

Just wondering what everybody's earliest memory/memories are

Mine was messing about with a screwdriver and a plug when i was about 2 years old ...NO JOKE! i know that sounds mad...but i swear to god, thats my earliest memory. I have no diea what i was doing, my mum n dad even got a pic of it

What about you?

my dad leaving home i was 4, i dont think i can remember anything before that

Same here and same age. Wow, that is weird.

I remember my mum and dad visiting me in hospital when i had my tonsils out I think I was three or four.

Other than that dancing round the room to come on eileen on christmas day!

When i was 4 i had an operation, and i remember waking up, it being bright and my mum was in the chair next to the bed i was in.

Earlier this year shes told me I went for this operation twice, the first time they gaave me stuff to knock me out, except i turned a bluey purple colour, and stopped breathing and had a reaction to what they'd given me.

She said the reason why she was in the chair when i woke up was because of the first time i went in hospital for this so she was there just in case.

I was about 3 yrs old and singing I'll Be There For You. I sang in to a mic and my bro recorded it and my mom and dad were my audience.

now dont tell me ur dad came back 13 years later hopping to be forgiven!

I don't remember what order my memories came, when you're little I'm afraid you're not very good at keeping things in chronological order.

I remember having a dream about a skeleton falling off my bedroom's walls, and under my bed. It later threatened to pull me under once I stepped out of my bed, and it jangled everytime it said something to me.

I remember playing a game with my mom, where I would leave popsicle sticks on the floor like footprints (more like birdprints) and having them go to different areas. Like one set would go to the bed, the other the closet, and the other somewhere else. Then I hid somewhere and mom used the footprints to try and find me.

I also remember me falling off our stairs to the basement. We were building a stairway in an addition we were making (you couldnt get to our basement from the inside of the house, you had to go outside and around the house. Our house (at the time) use to be one that sat in a trailer park, and we just moved the house with us, and put it on a large foundation.) My dad got the base of the stairs all set up, however the stairs themselves were not in place. (It was a iron staircase) So, I was leaning over the wooden barrier (which really was just a wooden pole held in place by other wooden poles) whining to my mom that I was hungry. I then woke up in the hospital. I cracked my skull that day. I had a black eye for weeks! It was sweet. I didn't like wearing a helmet for recess though, that really stank. My baby blanket saved the rest of my body, just not my head. I still have that blanket too.

LOL, one of my earliest memories is kinda funny in a way, although it was pretty painful for me... I went to the toilet on some pre-kindergarten center and they cleaned the toilet with bleach, didn't flush and hell that stings when you sit down. Still have a trauma from that , seriously. They should've known better in a place like that where the little kids just learned to go to the toilet. I must've been about 3, maybe 4 years old .

I remember getting my head stuck in the bars of a bannister, I was about 3.. not too smart really!

Tash