Mine was sitting in a stroller, too. Near the back porch when my mom went back in the house to get something she had forgotten. I was alone and it gave me the impression of being an individual. She came back out and we went shopping. I was less than two.
When I went out on the porch and tried some cat food sitting in the bowl. My mom had went to the door because someone was there asking her to sign a petition so we could get cable in our neighborhood. When she came back she scream and rushed me to the sink to rinse the offending food out of my mouth. Years later we learned that cat food cannot kill you, but at the time my mom thought it might hurt a one year old. This was my first vivid memory.
I remember a couple of scenes that had to have been when I was two years old or younger because they are from when we lived in upstate NY. We moved to NC when I was two. One is sitting at the bottom of the stair well wishing the upstair family's little boy would get well of the mumps so we could play. Another was playing dominos with my grandpa - he lined them all up on end and let me push the first one to see them all tumble in the "domino effect." We were sitting on the floor and he was baby sitting me.
Around the age of three I also remember Ronald Regan giving a speech on TV. I could recognize that he was an important person, but I did not know who he was so I asked my mom. It was then that she explained he was the president of the US, but that was my first memory of learning about political leaders.
I have one from around the age of two, knocked and broke my head against my bed, my cousin pushed me from behind. I can remember very clearly all that happened in that day and there are 22 years since then. By the way my B-day is on the 13th of September , so one more day to go.
My earliest memory is being in a small inflatable boat in the sea on a summer holiday in Devon. My Dad was standing in the water (probably knee-deep!) when the boat flipped over on a wave and he grabbed me out.
My 4th birthday, I remember sitting on our balcony in Switzerland and I got a really cool birthday cake shaped like a 4, with 4 red Ferrari toy cars on it. I've still got all 4 on a shelf in my office!
I was about 3, and was in a park with my parents who where laying in the grass. As I walked unsteadly a few steps away and turned around, I couldn't find them, even if they were just a few steps away, and I started to get scared. Mom came up to me and I remember thinking, I just needed to look in a particular direction, to find them when I walked away again to play. However, I couldn't find mommy and daddy once again. I have had a life long bad sense of direction.
Literally? No, not quite. I think I'd have to do some more yoga and lose a little weight for that. Well, a lot more weight. Isaac reminds us that the world can be perplexing in its dang elastic propensities. And then there's gravity. And every action having a reaction. Getting it all coordinated is confusing for kids, and impossible for adults over a certain age. Ah well.
I recall certain events that happened while we we living in a house that my mother tells me we moved from when I was 2. My daughter remembers certain things about the house we lived in before this one that we moved into when she turned 2. So, that seems pretty common for a lot of people.
I was wearing the overalls in which I had recently learned to walk. My father and a neighbor were drinking coffee in the back yard by the shed, and I walked toward them across the grass. I think they were interested in whether I would make it without falling on my face. I don't remember the outcome.