My 2nd bday...I remember my bday cake was a train, I stole my presents from my cousin, and played Sonic 2 all fricken day :P

Lol, well that's interesting that that day stood out so clearly because it was a milestone, do you remember other things from when you were 2, or just that?

heh, the rest of my days was playing Sonic 2 X3

In for a minute, in for a mile, eh?

X3 more like a league

I sometimes remember snips from kindergarden, everything before that is fuzzy at best, the clearest memories are from jr. high and up.

The funny thing, is every single day of kindergarten is burned into my brain, I remember every detail down to even the weave of the carpet in the room

Don't worry. It'll stick. From my own experience, there are certain things like vacations, trips to museums and even memories of riding home from town to the suburbs where we live, all still with me. Memories of the small town we live next to that once didn't even have a McDonald's or Burger King. Times in my old bedroom, times in the living room where the furniture was arranged much differently and there was an old TV one of the sets of cabinets we have in there. Times of sitting on my parents' laps, times of learning to read, times of pre-school, kindergarten, all still in my memory. The happy times as a child never truly go away. That's why certain people, when in their 80's or 90's, are known to live a "second childhood" They lose contact with the real world and somehow begin to draw from these memories that are forever ingrained in them. Don't worry. He will never forget. :)

Thank you for that reassurance. It's wonderful that you have such a rich and vivid image painted in your mind of all those things. Can I ask how old you were when all of that happened? Pre-school would be around 3-4 years old, my son's only one.

And true, everything is locked away into the subconscious, even if we can't access it, we still get impressions and it still effects the adults we become

I was, eh, 2 1/2? Three maybe? As far as one year old is concerned, my research into scientific journals and things arguably revealed that the brain isn't developed enough to really retain any significant information. Sorry to tell you that, but it's the truth. Come time when he's about 3, that'll be when he starts to remember things.

I personally side with the other group of scientists that refute the claim and say that a child can learn to talk (if I can remember correctly) as young as 18 months. That would be significant information. But then the other group pulls that by saying there's a "brick wall" that, when a person gets older, the information just gets pushed so far back it can't be recalled willingly. Hypnosis could reveal it, but that's a totally different scientific journal, and is really more of a psychiatric kind of thing anyway. Probably too much information too >.<

And come to think of it, I just remembered something from when I was around 18 months old. My parents lived in a trailer before they built the house I'm in now, which was built when I was two going on three. I can clearly remember the internal structure of the place, kitchen on one side, living room on the other, hallway down the third wall...

I believe the still image I have in my mind (that's about all that remains) is of me when I was in my "walker" Yeah, I had one of those things. I can strangely even remember the interior of the cafeteria and waiting room at the hospital where I was born. I have not been there since that time, either.

I can still remember being carried in my mom's arms. and playing with the 500 or so Hot wheels cars I had. :P

Awww, now that's a sweet memory, I hope my boy will remember being carried around so I can mock-slap him when he's an adult and say 'you big heavy lug!' XD

The one I remember clearly is John Lennon's death, I was 4. I have bits and pieces from earlier, some from when I was around 1 or 2, of random, pointless things, that really don't make sense why they're there. Such as my "uncle" mike (no real relation), was a motorcycle cop. I remember his helmet on my head. The thing was like the size of my torso at the time... stupid little things like that. But by 'clearly', I mean, I can close my eyes and play back the news report in my head, just as if I was watching it again...

Speaking of which, one more that just came to mind. I had to be less than two at the time. Sitting on the kitchen floor with a little portable record player, listening to a disney album (DON'T JUDGE ME!!!!), and the train going by, just past the alley behind the house. The fridge was that ugly ass gold colour from the 70s (oddly enough, it was in the 70s), same with the linoleum floor.

Oh pfsh, don't worry, lol I'm 22 and I STILL listen to Disney. And yes. Yes. I hate that color as well. And linoleum. My mother still has gold linoleum floors at her house. It drives me mad.

Yes, the things I remember, I remember them in the same way, but I haven't met many other people who can do the same, so you should be quite proud of yourself

i can remeber all the way back to when i was 3 and when my mom was keeping me away form this really bad dog.

Yes, that does seem like something that would easily burn itself into your brain

My earliest memory of when I was about 3. I would run around the house in just my pull-ups and carry my dolly with me. I remember sitting in my little-kid chair and posing for a picture.

Do you still have that picture? Or is it lost to the sands of times and your mother attic? Lol, I bet you had the greatest cheesy grin

*smiles*
I still have the picture. Funny thing, it wasn't until I was about 10, when I looked at the picture, when I started to remember it clearly.
And yeah, I did have a cheesey grin. I was a happy little rugrat.

The earliest I remember is rolling around in those walker thingies. Its shaped like a circle and has a baby seat inside so the kid is standing up, sort of, and can roll around in the chair...

I remember rolling around in my grandmother's kitchen and looking up at her.

That's the farthest back I can recall. My memory's usually pretty good but there's just so many things, I wouldn't know where to start!

Hmm....I was in Kitchen of our first House the Backdoor was open - My brothers were playing in the snow,My mother & Sisters were collecting snow and melting it in pots....:o

Man, you're not that old, but you always talk like you were alive a hundred years ago XD
Forgotten hero, or vampire!?

My Parents were born Early last century,so when times were tough They'd go back to their Skills(my Mom could bake anything,Jar Preserves,Weave her OWN Quilts,etc..)I think the PIPES FROSEN so collecting snow was the logical solution...

Since I didn't have a really good childhood, the only thing I can think of is when the family went to Walt Disney World and Universal Studios Florida the summer before I started middle school. It was my first and so far only vacation outside of Missouri.

That's the only time you've been out of the state??

For a vacation it has. As a Missouri meme once stated, "You know you're from Missouri when the word vacation means going to three places...Worlds of Fun in Kansas City, Silver Dollar City in Branson, and Six Flags St. Louis in St. Louis." Other than that, I'm a former truck driver, remember?

I think the earliest I can remember back was being hit with a ball of sand.. of course this was before they knew I needed glasses.


....OH SHIT!

Glasses suck, my eyesight is horrid

hm.... i guess earliest childhood memory would have to be riding a bike for the first time. XD i smacked right into a solid metal pole. lol. now middle school i was always having to stay after and i ended up in summer school most of the time

Ouch! Smacking into poles hurt, and they come out at you from nowhere XD

i've got a hard head. lol. i always hit solid metal about 3 times a wk at work. XD

One of my earliest pleasent memories was riding a horse around the roundabout-come-cul de sac when we used to live in wales. I must have been about 4 ^^

Your avatar and those shapley hips are almost hypnotic...

Oh wow! You've lived in Wales? Do you have any remnants of the killer accent that people in that district adopt? And why Holly, I didn't know you felt that way about my hips ;D

Hips win in general :D

I used to have a very welsh accent. Infact some people can't place my accent at all. I've been a german, an icelandic and a south african cos I have a wierd accent. It's just Wales + Huddersfield.
I was talking to a welsh chap on the phone a while ago and he picked it out.
I want to stay longer in wales, so I can get my accent back. There's lovely.
Boyo

like broken glass baby! but the piece together then I look back at them.
I've got memory's of.. daycare (greedy game boy braking twerps and the people that work there "share your toys" what so they'll break them??) playschool when this chubby kid smashed my face in to the playmoble school bus and knocked out my front teeth, and to top it off the worked there trough my tooth away in the trash and that night I couldn't screw over the frcking tooth fairy!! I got mems of birthdays when our house didn't have a lawn yet just dirt, and a birthday when my best friend at the time blow out my candles (that pissed me off) an other time when I was opening presents wail I was dressed up as a blue raccoon.. harvesting apples from a tree a a wedding with my stuffed animal squirrel, lol i had a brown tux XD
lots of little things come to think about it. but really I have to speak to you to really get them out, but if you like to know I'll tell them to you next time I'm on the phone so I don't bore you to death, haha ... I remember when I was 6 and I collected these toys called the.. littlest pet shop >.>

... geez I can really go on with this! but looking back at late jr. high I remember thinking that only stuff from like from 2 years back were things I could remember and any thing before that was blank.

but don't worry at all about little spawn! he'll know you were there for him, he's a clever little cookie, and if he ever needs a little jolt just print off your pictures and just look at them like one of those cartoon flip books! because I know you have that many pic's of him to make a life sized movie like that. DOWN TO EVERY MINUTE!! X3

Childhood memories are usually more of a feeling than an actual scene in my experience.
I get flashes and scenes like photographs with a color of feeling behind them.

That might sharpen as you get older, too, oddly enough I remember more as I age

I remember resting on my bed and observing my surroundings... I must've been 2 years old or so. And I kept imagining that there were some red ladybugs on the wall. I think I was half-asleep and my parents were watching telly in the other room.

And I can vaguely remember when my parents took me on a vacation to Odessa. They flew there on a plane. I was too young to know how to form coherent words, but I wanted to look out of the window and I was feeling cranky 'cause my parents didn't understand that I was curious and I wanted to take a peek at the clouds.

Odessa Texas?

Odessa Ukraine. =)

Lol I was about to say, I didn't think you've ever been to the US before

I've been to the US only once, back in May when I visited New York. It was a great trip. ^_^

I clearly remember when I prepared the bottles for my sis, and I was 2 years old. The funny thing is, even if I did know how to prepare a bottle with the milk and to test if it wasn't too hot on my skin, to heat the bottle in the micro-wave oven, I wasn't able to find by my own what was the time to heat two bottles in the same time! So I prepare a bottle for my 4th month old sis, and bring it to her in order to stop her crying when my parents were too busy, and just after that prepared another bottle for me with chocolate
I could have saved time if I knew back to that moment how to heat two bottles, but that was only three months after I discovered the ratio for two, and even three to five bottles XD

I remember a hot day of the summer, my dog Saïka holding me back not to fall when I ran after her, and to see my mother pregnant of my sis, speaking with my cousin, married that summer BTW. I was one year and four months old. I remember my mom said my sis' name for the first time in front of me, even if it was supposed to be mine first XD
In the same way, I clearly remember about Saïka who loved to take a walk with me on her back when I was one year old. I laughed on all the way =D
... It's a bit hard to remember how old it is, but I have in memory the fir trees of my favorite walk were so small that they even didn't overwhelmed my mother , when I was in the baby carriage, and so it was a sunny walk at everytime. Now they are so big and that's a dark forest without a lot of light. That's where I did my cabin with Cedric ten years after BTW XD

... A lot of reminds in fact, but that's so difficult to date those... But don't worry, nothing is erased from our memories, that may be difficult to remind about those I will not deny it but they usually come again when we don't expect it, sometimes after a good night.

I remember so little, but the things that i can remenber, are really worthy.
For example, i remember perfectly the voice of my mother when she used to sing and play guitar, and myself looking at the ceiling because i was really small back then.
I remember also a very special christmas when my mother bought this really small set of figures representing the scene of the birth of Jesus. That is a tradition here, and i just loved that she left me play with them a little.

Maybe we can't remember all things, but all the time the sons spend with their parents is not to forget in the heart. Your son will tell you when he can, how much he loves you because you love him. Don't pay that much of importance to the memories in the mind, but rather hope for the memories of the heart to show you the truth.

And, psychologically speaking, what you show to your son now is even more important than the mere memories, because that will make him the man he will be in the future. The very core of his personality is being created in him with every action you do for him, in every care and loving word you give him.

Don't ever have any doubt about the bond between son and mother. That's the strongest of all the bonds between humen beings, ever.

Thank you so much for your kind encouragement honey, those are the things I needed to hear, and I knew any memory you had would be a sacred one for you. You're just deep in that way.

This may sound cliche, but I have two. Playing with my GI Joes and my dad telling me about how some military weapons work, and my first gaming experience, Super Mario Bros, and the first time I had ever vanquished Bowser.

So those were later on in your childhood ones

I don't know exactly to be honest.

And is it bad that I noticed your avi synced up with Iron Man whiel I was listening to it?

In can remember my mother rocking me and humming me to sleep at about two. It's a vague memory at 30(ish) but the song still stays in my head well.

Another good memory is sitting on my swing at four, waiting for my first sister to be born.

He will remember things about what you and he do now. Smells, sounds and even tastes will bring back memories. Remember what I said back in June on his birthday? He will pay you back for all the kindness and love you show him now. And the care you give him will be given back when your older.

Wow... There's quite a bit I remember from when i was very little.

I remember the black cat my sister rescued being run over when i was three and the white cat we had since I was born but disappeared soon after the other's death.

But, before that, i clearly remember one winter morning, Sunday, i think since I also remember the church bus coming up the hill we lived on. My brother had cleared the snow off a patch of ice on the back walkway and then lead me over it. I remember the fall and crying then my mom holding me for a long while after.

But, along with that terrible memory, i remember our schnauzer and the hill in our backyard we'd go sledding down and the garden we grew every spring. best memory ever is being pulled behind the riding mower in my wagon when my dad would mow the top of the hill around the garden.

You know, I'm not sure if there's any particular reason for it, but it seems like people tend to remember more things that happened in the winter, than in summer months

True. A lot of my early summer memories are of blurred car trips upstate or out of state to my grandparents and camping by this huge lake. There is one that does stand out from when i was three or four when my sister found this enormous butterfly trying to take refuge in one of the stands the trailer used. My parents kept trying to keep me away from it when all I wanted to do was look.

sorry to put a dampers here but i blanked most of mine hun.... soz

One forgets good things mostly too fast, one forgets the bad ones only seldom! :(

Secrets of life, huh?

Let's see ... I think my earliest memories venture back from when we lived in Sylvania. They're little things like watching Dad build a swing set in the backyard, or hanging out with our teenage neighbors, riding my plastic tricycle, or being terrorized in my nightmares by a tickle monster.

It's an odd thing about the origin of our memories, because I don't remember being told who is my sister or my parents, but rather that these pieces of knowledge seem to have been hardwired in me.

Yeah, it's amazing how that kind of knowledge is intrinsic in a child, and not just based on who spends the much time with a baby. They just instinctively know who mommy is, who daddy is, etc. Your dad must have been cool to build a swingset for you <3

In my first memory, I was about three.

I remember waking up in the hospital and my mom leaning over me. She said, "If you drink the orange juice the nurse will take the needle out."

I said, "I don't like it."

"You have to drink or she won't take it out."

It was from one of my numerous my ear surgeries... I had bad bad bad ear infections and they had to repair one of my eardrums. (it 'spoded, literally.)