My earliest memory occurred at Christmas when I was 2 and a half. i had been opening presents and had a huge pile of wrapping paper. I carried some of it in my arms and went up to my mother's childhood best friend and told him that the paper was garabage and he should throw it away. It was memorable because of everyone's reaction to what I said and how they all called me a little diva. I would say that my personality has evolved somewhat, although I have continued to say whatever comes to mind without really thinking.
Most of my earliest memories occurred during Christmas since I was always excited about seeing Santa and of course seeing my presents. Although, I never got to see Santa, it always great waking up early to find presents. These memories always stuck with me and I'm still reminded about them today, especially when being sentimental.
