Strong and colorful images, the best day ever, traumas, physical sensations. People have no say about which bizarre thing from around age 4 worms its way into forever-ness.

But kids that age are totally all over the place and usually pretty dumb, so strap in.


I can remember a vivid day when my babysitter took me to the park to those long-necked ducks. She gave me the whole loaf and I didn't have the tools of self-preservation to drop the thing and run. To this day I shutter around ostriches. Zoos are a problem.

u/En-tre-pre-neur asks Redditors, what is your earliest memory?

Problematic Dad Uniforms...

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Walking up to a stranger on a ferry that was wearing the same (very obscure) jumper as my dad, hugging him and loudly proclaiming "daddy I saw a dolphin!"

u/trustmeimweird

Yeah, I went through something similar too. When I was little, my dad used to trim the elderly neighbors trees whenever they needed. One day I was there, just sitting on the garden of this old lady while my dad was up in the tree cutting some limbs and the old lady's husband was holding his ladder. Both of them were wearing very similar plaid lumberjack-ish shirts and baseball caps... Then another neighbor's dog, a black and white pit bull of which I was always terrified, came running out of their house and in my direction. I ran to the old guy certain that he was my dad, legit screaming "Daddy, daddy, protect me!". He handled it very well, got me up from the ground and shooed the dog away. When I said thank you, I noticed my mistake and this is the very first instance of morbid shame I remember...

u/LeftSeater77

Waaay too confident

I found my mom in a crowd at my brother's baseball game. I thought I'd be funny and smack her butt since she didn't see me. It wasn't my mom. Can still vividly feel the horror that came over me to this day.

u/queenbidoof123

Some Norman Rockwell kids...

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I woke up in my parents bedroom. The window was brighter than usual so I looked outside. It was snowing.

u/thebawsofyou

I remember playing in the grass, and building a little "house" out of lawn chairs. I remember getting hurt on my swingset. I remember going to a farm and picking corn. I remember riding my Big Wheel down the sidewalk.

u/Searchlights

I remember my grandfather letting me sit on his lap while he played poker with a bunch of other grandpas - and they let me eat all of the cookies I wanted. They smoked cigars and made faces at me. I remember thinking it was hilarious. All of my earliest memories are of him. He was always happy to see me and would pick me up and laugh.

u/dainty_flower

After my own heart

My parents took my to the park. Now, my mum is terrified of birds, including ducks. As in, she will scream if they come near her. I remember suddenly a flock of ducks, swans, geese, all of those water birds, suddenly coming towards us. My mum? She let go of my hand and ran off screaming. My dad? Went after my mum. Me? Well, I became duck food.

u/holipops

Mountains of Mole Hills

Can't remember the age this happened, but I remember feeling really sick for some unspecific reason. I told my mom and she went out to grab medicine for me at the local pharmacy. I really can't remember what symptoms I was feeling or what she intended to grab to help me.

While she was out, I started feeling much better and felt bad that I made her go out and get medicine. I remember waiting for what felt like an eternity, sitting at the bottom of our stairs by our front door waiting for her to get home. When she got home I apologized because I told her I felt okay again and felt bad she ran out just to get something to help me.

She didn't care. She was just happy that I didn't feel sick anymore.

u/NeutyBooty

Can we even trust these?!

I would have between between 2-3 years old.

I had always remembered it as an out of body experience. I was at my grandma's house walking around the pool alone (I know, it didn't take long for mum to find out and ban unsupervised visits with grandma) and I fell in, I remember it as if I was reaching in and saving myself from drowning somehow. It's really hard to explain.

I told mum about this in the last few years and it turns out I was actually saving my brother from drowning, but it had also happened to me and she thinks I must have merged the memories somehow.

u/OlympicSpider

Fond* memories

When I was little I guess I got pink eye. My mother was trying to get me to calm down to have eye drops but I think I took it as a game for her to chase me.

The only thing I really remember is my mother grabbing me and slam-dunking me onto the carpet; she held me down with her forearm and forced some eye drops in my eye while I just was still laughing and screaming.

I would like to believe that my mom RKO'd so hard I gained consciousness.

u/ImReallyDrowsy

The Jig's Up

I faked swallowing a rock when I was 5 to leave kindergarten, then I confessed when my mom and I were at the hospital about to get x Ray.

u/jonatan-attia22

The First Major Breakthrough

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My mom was spoon-feeding my infant brother and she dropped the spoon in a bowl of soup. I thought it was gone forever in an infinite ocean of soup, and I was amazed when she got it back out. I think that was me learning object permanence

u/cointelpro_shill

I remember where I was when....

I'm about 3½ years old, and my dad wakes me up in the absolute dead of night and tells me to come down and watch TV. My mom's like "just let the kid sleep" but my dad says "no, this is important". Turns out, some guys have just landed on the moon and are about to go for a walk.

u/bless-you-mlud

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There has to be some funnier or more "for the times" type of "you've been naughty" stocking stuffer.

I feel like the statement coal used to make is kind of last century at this point.

Apparently I'm not alone in this thinking.

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