oh, fine, I'll extend the list:
I remember(somehow) my dad's funeral, even though I was only six months old(and either six or seven days...)
I remember slicing my had with an apple...cutter...m'bobber...
I remember telling my third babysitter
baby me
"My mommy home, you go bye-bye!"
I remember walking along the ditch with my fourth babysitter(whom I still know)
I remember spending time with my FIFTH babysitter (whom I do believe is having her second child sometime in June)
I remember getting crushed as my g'ma's dod pounced over me towards my brother, whom she bit(I laughed myself silly, once he stopped crying in the hospitak after the stitches)
I remember almost stabbing the power outlet with my fork...I still don;t like the guy who save me, but w/e...
I even remember coming home from my first day of kindergarten, on the day I was an hour late because my mom hadn't bothered to check on the time that school started...
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