My earliest memory happened in our Wisconsin living room, when I was 3 or 4 years old. Major room features included a shaggy red carpet, a dark wooden coffee table, a blue couch, and a brown ceiling fan. Without permission, I would secretly jump from the couch, over the table, and onto the carpet. I recall doing my secret jump while simultaneously looking at the ceiling fan. It seemed as if time had slowed and my fall would never end. Time did continue, but for some reason that particular memory remains with me. Though I do not know my three year old self, I continue to notice and remember such seemingly insignificant details. It often feels as if I have never grown up and I am still the same three year old me.
I have a super similar memory as well! I used to jump off my table and think that maybe if I jumped a little higher and a little harder, I would fly. The moment after I pushed off the table and before I hit the ground felt like eternity and I totally remember the feeling of flying through the air and feeling frozen in time
My memory is a little sillier... I was probably about 3 or 4 years old, and my mom was telling me not to lick the dinner knives because they could cut my mouth inside. I replied asking, Even if it has butter on it?. At the time, I loved butter and couldnt understand why anyone would pass up any opportunity to eat it. Strange, I know. The fact that such a goofy memory stuck for so long is pretty true to character still today. Although I don't eat butter alone, I am definitely still a big fan.
That's one of my earliest memories too! My brother and I would try to fly off the coffee table but then upgraded to the higher television stand and, finally, the giant couch-arm! My little bro broke his arm at that point so we never ended up considering the roof.
I have a very similar memory. When I was around the same age, my best friend and I would jump from couch to couch in her living room. We would pretend that we were power rangers because we always watched the show due to her brother. I think our jumping couch to couch was like a secret thing we did together.
