Journal #1- Earliest Memory

My earliest memory is of me playing outside on these old wood charis that we used to have. It had to be before age 2 because it was at the first house that I lived in. There were these 3 chairs but they were different sizes. One was really big, one was slightly smaller, and then there was one little tiny one that was my size. The time that I remember playing with these chairs I even remember what I was wearing... my light green snowsuit.

There is a picture of this and I tried to find it... but couldn't. I think my dad just took the picture because he thought I was being cute or silly or something. My parents have been semi skeptical that this is my first memory because I was so little. They say I must just remember the picture. However, I remember more than the picture. I really remember the momment. I Remember that I was in that old garage and that I was having fun. But maybe the picture over the years helped me to remember that time. It seems that pictures can be very helpful in remembering things in the past- often things that are not of crucial importance.