My earliest memory is of going across the street to my friend Claire's house because I wanted to play with her blocks. She had a lot of bushes and trees in her front yard and her house was pretty far back in the woods. The blocks were just short segments of 2x4, but I thought they were awesome. I was probably 3 years old.
There was nothing particularly memorable about the circumstances of this memory. I think my personality has changed since I was three, at least I hope I'm more mature than I was.
-critter
-- Edited by 102intro on Tuesday 20th of October 2009 01:02:07 PM
