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Earliest might be grabbing some toilet paper and unrolling it all the way from the bathroom to the living room, and hiding under the coffee table.
Favorite early memory is dressing up like He-Man, going into the living room and shouting "IT'S EIGHT O'CLOCK, AND YOU'RE ALL DOOMED!!"
And no, I didn't have a child whiel I was a child
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My earliest memory has to be of my families first dog. They got him when my sister was very little (she's 6 years older than me). I don't remember him exactly though, just interacting with a large, furry, gold, thing. I would climb on him all the time.
I also remember being traumatized in pre-school when my favorite slide disappeared. One of those colorful plastic ones you kept inside. Like 2 feet tall, Playskool might have made it.
I can remember my mother sliding me down a hallway on a piece cardboard and Pink Panther was on the tv in Georgia. I couldn't have been more than one and a half. I also remember an odd sensation of lights that looked kind of like how intense light gets through your eyelids and undescribable droning sound that I've never heard anything else remotely like. I think it may have been in the first few days of my life.
At this point I mostly just have memories of having memories.
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