I can remember sharing a room with my brother, we had bunkbeds. I slept in the top bunk, I was three years old. One night I fell out of bed. I distinctly recall waking up on the floor wondering what the hell happened??!!
my earliest memory is...
walking to the park with my dad and little brother who was 2 years younger. my brother was in a stroller and I was whining and saying I wanted to go in the stroller.
it's very vague, I'm not even sure if I described it right.