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Isn't it interesting what we can and can't remember fromwhen we were very young? I don't think any of my memories
go back further than 3-4 years old, and I only have a handful
of them at that age. I guess it has to be an event or special
occassion, at least that's how it is with my earliest memories.
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I remember pulling up to our new house when we moved.
I was 3 and small enough to sit in the tiny "well" in the back
of our Volkswagon Beetle. I also remember our family
buying a house later that was just down the street. I can still
see the moving men wheeling a refrigerator or some large
appliance across the street. I also remember my mother
trying to multi-task and have the rain help wash the car
as we drove to school to pick up Willow. She squirted
dish soap all over the VW Bug only to have the rain stop
after we got all suds up!
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Willow has told me of her youngest actually remembering
being born and telling the account when he was a toddler!
Maybe she can give the details....so interesting!
(hint, hint, Willow!)
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So, do you have any very early memories?
It would be great to time-travel and see all the things
we have forgotten! (just so we could be guaranteed to get back
to the present! tee-hee!)
**Rockwell painting...that looks a lot like I did!
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ReplyDeleteI guess either I was a very dull child or never really had much of anything exciting happen in my life, I can't remember much before second grade. My husband claims she can remember when he was about 2.
ReplyDeleteBy the way, since you don't already have enough to do, LOL, I tagged you. Go to my blog to read the rules.
at the beach when I was 2-3 getting rinsed off in a gold colored small tub after being tumbled about in the waves~scary...but i love to swim so no adverse reaction to the drama
ReplyDeleteI don't remember being born but I do remember being in the crib as a young toddler. I'd peer over the side of the crib and look at the blue carpet below. Also, while in the crib for nap time I remember watching how the sunlight would play on the walls. I'm still fascinated by that today.
ReplyDeleteHello Betsy !
ReplyDeleteI remember an accident with a horse cart... I was 3 years old !
See You later !
I remember just moments of riding a tricyle on the sidewalk. I remember sitting in my daddy's lap with my arms wrapped around his neck (yep, I was his girl)
ReplyDeleteIt's so funny that you brought this subject up today, they were just showing pictures of many past presidents on TV and I was telling my husband when I was a little girl Eisenhower was my boyfriend/ha,,,,telling my real age now.
Hi Betsy. I'm getting deja-vu, I think someone else blogged recently about early childhood memories. One of my earliest is being in kindergarten and waiting at recess time for my sister to come from her classroom to do up my coat and boots. I wasn't able (or willing?!) to do it on my own so this was repeated every recess and going-home time. My teacher wasn't pleased about it and complained in my first report card about how I needed to be less dependent on my older sister. Ha ha ha ha...40 years later I don't think I've learned that lesson yet!
ReplyDeleteI wish that I could remember more from childhood. My earliest memories are probably from age 5 or 6. Good thing for photos. I think photos help us jog memories - sometimes they help us remember the more subtle things that photos can't capture.
ReplyDeleteWT and I were talking to our youngest when he was two and just beginning to talk. We said something like, "when you were born, you came out of mommy's tummy". He replied with, "Bright lights, head hurt!" WT and I just looked at each other in amazement.
ReplyDeleteYes, the Rockwell looks just like you did! :)
It's have to conjure up memories from long ago, but when I see a photo of me when I was very young, it seems to trigger a memory of the event. Have a great weekend.
ReplyDeleteHi Betsy, I got your name from the Lincoln's blog--and wanted you to know that I'm a Betsy also. Are you Elizabeth? I am... I am much older (66)--and I have four men in my life (hubby and three grown sons). Wonder if most Betsy's had BOYS??? ha ha... Neat Blog.. Thanks!!!!
ReplyDeleteOH---I love coffee also--and ours is on a timer and wakes us up in the mornings.. It's in the kitchen though and not in the bedroom. Good idea though!!!!
One of my early memories fits the season: My brother Joe and I were taken downtown Detroit to see the Hudson's Thanksgiving parade. We were probably 3 (me) and 4 (Joe). I was setting in the back seat of an old black car with my legs straight out in front of me as were Joe's and we were given hot chocolate to drink.
ReplyDeleteLavinia ~ I depended on Willow for a lot of things, too! That's what big sisters are for!
ReplyDeleteSpread your wings ~ I agree! But sometimes I wonder if I remember the photo, or the actual event. Without the photos, I think we would have forgotten even more!
ReplyDeleteBetsy from Tennessee~ hi and welcome! Yes, I am an Elizabeth! Great to have you comment...I'll pop over and visit you, too!
ReplyDeleteMuseswings ~ Now that is a sweet memory. I love that you were so little your legs stuck straight out on the car seat! :)
ReplyDeleteI remember clearly the first time when I saw white foreign person at rural berbar which placed nearby my house.
ReplyDeleteI was so surprised.
30 years ago, it is rare case in our island country Japan.
I remember my Dad and Mom kissing/twirling/laughing and I could not wait for my turn
ReplyDeleteBetsy,
ReplyDeleteWhat a cute picture to go with down memory lane. Sounds like you have some special memories. I'm trying think of early memories. The one that comes to mind is when my brother, Steve, was born. I was 4 at the time. I can still remember dad driving us to the hospital in Logansport to pick mom and Steve up.
Hope all of you have a Happy Thanksgiving. Catch you later,
The Bach
Hi,
ReplyDeleteThis is amazing!! I am so glad I found your blog! I like the little me & five men...Is this your family members...
I have fond memories of my young childhood. I don't know too many people that do, so I cherish them.
ReplyDeleteBTW, your family picture is so beautiful!
I just love to remember childhood memories. I was fortunate to have a wonderful childhood.
ReplyDeleteCJ xx
My earliest memory is when I was three years old. I remember my grandmother died and I missed her so much and since I was too young to go to the funeral I was dropped off at my aunt's and she gave me lots of chocolate and a story book to make me stop crying. I still ahve the book!
ReplyDeleteI think it takes an event to mark our minds with the memory if you are very young. I remember being in a playpen and then on the floor playing with a little boy and i could describe the house. When I asked my mother who it was, she thought I made it up, but the memoey kept coming back with more and more detail, then she remembered once leaving me with a friend and her son as a babysitter when I was about 18 months old.
ReplyDeleteI also have the memory of a funeral, My mother and Biological Father were seperated when i was about 1ish, and this funeral was his Grandmother I think and he was there and I remember being outside of the Big Black Car, and then Sittng in the car with him, I was about 3.
I think Pictures also help, I have flashes of my Grandparents backyard and there catalac and my tricycle and I was probably 3 or 4 then.
I feel lucky to have these memories, I wrote aboutt hem when i had them, and remembereing them helps keep them in our mind I think, My mom can't really remember before 4th grade.
It was a nice treat to read this post and all the comments.
Edi ~ that's a cute one! We used to put Taylor in the middle of us for a 'Taylor sandwich' hug...and he doesn't remember! :(
ReplyDeletePat ~ I have a similar story when my grandma died...but I was 8.
ReplyDeleteVicki Davis ~ 18 months is really young to remember something!
ReplyDeleteI remember from the age of 2 1/2. Early memories include teasing my dad while he was washing the car - we kept singing the banana fofanna song and he'd spray us with the hose. I remember being terrified of animals and when a dog would bark far away, I'd climb the slide and wouldn't get down, no matter how many kids were begging. Then we got a kitten and my sister, 5, spent a long, slow time teaching me not to be afraid and after that I loved animals. I remember my sis starting school and me being afraid I'd be left there too and clinging to my mom. My hubby doesn't remember anything until he was 5.
ReplyDeleteOops, that MDW was me!
ReplyDeleteFemin Susan ~ Hi...glad you stopped by! Yes, the five men are my husband and 4 boys. :)
ReplyDeleteBetsy,
ReplyDeleteI love your header 'first Thanksgiving' picture. too too cool.
Happy Thanksgiving to you. Also your family picture is great of all of you.
The Bach
The way people think and the things they are able to remember are fascinating to me because I don't have that many early memories. I love the Rockwell print you used as your illustration.
ReplyDeleteThat's so interesting. I remember being int eh back of the car pulling gup to our house too--at about the same age, no less!
ReplyDeleteI remember being 3 too and my father lifting me up on his shoulders to pick a hanging banana from the banana tree near our house when we lived in Malaysia.
My brothers and father remember many more memories then my sisters and I do. Sometimes I call them up with a piece of a memory and they can fill in the details. I am not sure why they recall more. I am thankful that they are able to be my time machines now and then.
ReplyDeleteDevelopmentally children cannot remember events in their lives until age 3. Most people require someone retelling a story or they need a visual (photo, etc.) to remember.
ReplyDeleteJason and Brooke ~ I'd have to disagree with you there. My nephew, at the age of 2, recalling that when he was born there was bright lights and his head hurt are not things that his parents told him! They were from his memory!
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