what's the earliest memory that you have?

i used to be pretty sure it has something to do with being annoyed about having to switch rooms because toby came along (when i was 1), but recent events have led me to think it actually involved being annoyed having to switch rooms when my sister came along (when i was 4), and i'm sure there's something before THAT.
 
Mine are mostly related to people, but I'm not sure whether they are genuine memories or if my mind was tricked into thinking that they are memories by pictures.
 
i should also note that all my memories are suspect, because i'm unable to separate stuff that happened to me from stuff that happened to toby, and even stuff that someone just TOLD me happened to toby seems to have happened to me in my memory.

why did you spend three years with a foreskin, josh?!
 
is this too bold/personal a question? i'm not sure why i'm asking.

i seem to remember standing up in a playpen, plastic curtains filtering in a dark green light, feeling slightly nervous because no one else i wanted to be around was around (this might be taint from adult emotions), and reaching toward a pink plastic elephant.
 
i have weird memories of looking at myself in the mirror and not being able to see myself because i was too short and i think there is this vague memory i have of walking in the bathroom and not realizing my sister was in the bath-tub but i can't verify that these are true or place them with an age.

so outside of those, the earliest things i remember are from kindergarten when i borught in the Styx Mr. Roboto album for show and tell and the one time the class was being taken to see Radiers of the Lost Ark but me being too scared to go and being left behind at the school.
 
more:

- drinking out of goldfish bowl when no one was looking
- finding dried up scabby dead goldfish on livingroom carpet
- going to portrait studio in checkerboard suit
- dangling an orange rubber frog over stone bridge crossing a creek in the heart of a small upstate NY ex-railroad town and mother telling me that if i drop it, i must live with it

not sure which is earliest, but that last one certainly isn't.
 
xfer said:
i should also note that all my memories are suspect, because i'm unable to separate stuff that happened to me from stuff that happened to toby, and even stuff that someone just TOLD me happened to toby seems to have happened to me in my memory.
this is very true. I also have a "memory" of swallowing a peach pit but everyone tells me that's impossible...
 
I remember lying under a the dinner table (age 1 or so) and then going to the hospital to see my sister after she was born (age 3). There are some other ones that involve biting noses and throwing up on the elderly, but those are tale's for different times.
 
sliding on a tile floor in nursery school and cutting my forehead open on the corner of a plastic block. then driving to the hospital with my dad and a towel to try and stop the bleeding where I got many stitches. my dad said he could see all the way to the bone.