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I remember my baby brother being born - I was 3 at the time. What is your first memory?

Snap Ann
first memory my baby sister being born and my dad sitting me in the arm chair and placing her in my arms I was 3
Jenxx

Hi Anne,

Being from Scotland you may remember these!!
I too was about 3 years old and my dad had me down the town and he needed the toilet.
In those days they had mens toilets in the street on the pavements. Well my dad took me in with him as he didn't want to leave me outside on my own.
It was just one long urinal and all the men were standing doing a wee. I just looked as I had never seen mens private bits before and I was so shocked, will never forget that to this day.

Betty

Jen
I was told that the new baby came in the doctor's leather bag - I had three brothers and really wanted a sister - the doctor told me that he didn't have any girls left so had to bring me a brother - was I disappointed?

Betty
that sounds like something you would remember!

Hi Betty
Glad I don't have your memory lol
Jenxx
~~~~~~~Anne

Being high up, looking through black railings down on the sea where there were red boats and wanting my Daddy to take me on them and he didn't! Apparently it was the Isle of Man and I was a couple of weeks short of my 2nd birthday!

Christmas at Blackpool.I was just 3.Can only remember bits but I won't forget dancing in the ballroom in the Tower.

I can remember coming downstairs and finding a wood crate under the table, it was a dolls pram complete with lovely dolly, it was a christmas present from my aunt who lived in Wales, I took the doll out and put a old knitted one in!! I was about three years old.

Okay this will seem weird, but I think I can remember being christened.
For years I could remember being held laid down in someones arms and looking down a hill towards a roundabout and then being carried into this building.
Years and years later when we were visiting my grandparents in Manchester, we walked past a church and mum said "you were christened here" it was my memory place and yes so was the church.
I was 6 months old..

I have a few memories of the house I was born in and I was only three when we moved to the East coast..........I can remember calling the old man up the road "a swine".........as he had said he was going to let his yorkshire terriers get our cat.Mum made me say sorry to him but he must have felt guilty as he gave me an easter egg..........lol I was about two and a half then.

Good morning Anne and All

I must have been about 4 yrs. old.
Can remember Mam meeting Dad at the station when he came home from 2nd.WW, he'd been stationed in the Middle East and came back in an US. troopship.,bringing home sugared almonds,Turkish delight and tins of fruit wrapped in khaki material.

We'd not seen or tasted any before and even now if I smell inside a tin of pears it's wonderful and i'm transported back to that happy day, with my Dad home safely. :O))

ooh Betty lol......not a pleasant memory for you at that age! x

Mau xx

remember waking up in my cot one Christmas morning and finding my Christmas stocking - don't know how old I was - also remember my 4th birthday, running down the road thinking to myself "I'm 4, I'm 4!!!"

I was 7 when my sister was born - didn't like her then and don't much care for her now!!!!

I remember going for a walk with my dad and coming back with my mam.

:-)

Hello everyone.

I was 3 or 4-my first memories are:

My Dad singing "How Much Is That Doggie in the Window?" to me,

Mum singing "Bye,bye Blackbird" to me,& another
song which never made any sense to me. It had the
words "Mares eat oats, And little lambs eat ivy" , &
something about daisies-(I never quite found out what that song was.)

They used to sing "Twinkle,twinkle little star " to me a lot,too.

Also,standing inside the front gate,watching the" big kids", probably Preppies,walking to school,& saying hello to them as they walked past.

Funny the things that you remember....

xx Margot.

I remember being in my cot as toddler and being in the same room as my sisters...it was bedtime and they were fighting and messing about, my Dad came in to the room and smacked them both..they began to cry...furious I stood up in my cot and just told my dad to stop it.....wagging my finger as well...he roared with laughter and my mum hurried in also laughting and lay me back down....I know I told him to stop it but they heard a load of babbling...lol

Mares eat oats
and does eat oats
and little lambs eat ivy!!!!!

I have two strange memories, in fact untill a few years ago I thought they were dreams, Talking to my parents one day I told them about the party on the waist ground across from my grandma's house and all the colours and the children and the adults laughing and singing, shocked my mother said that was VJ day I was about 9 months old.
The next is later I remember a back yard and a high brick wall and being very cold,there was snow drifted up against the wall and my dad throwing something and hearing a loud squeek. Mum told it was the terrible winter of 1947 and we had a problem with mice, my dad must have been so frustrated trying to get rid of them he through an axe up the yard at one and hit it. lol

And diddly, died-ly doo,wouldn't you??

Thanks,Anne of G G, for that!!

Margotxx

I can remember sitting in my pram in the kitchen and being sick in my cot,wetting my nappy.The oddest memory I have is of standing in my cot,I must have just woken up from a sleep in the day, and wanting to be taken downstairs.I looked down at my feet and realized that my toes were not all seperate but the three middle ones were a group.
I always remember this when I see my feet,I just about can,but isn't it odd?