How old were you when you could start to remember things?

My, my, we are almost the same. I have no memory at all of what had happened when I was under 6 and I have a vague memory of my kindergarten years. I would often joke with my parents that's I'm adopted so I don't have a picture of me when I was still little but I know I'm not. I figured that I can't remember those things because they are really insignificant. When something important happens, we remember it no matter how old or young we are.

I can remember being 2 years old.. but those memories are in flashes.. here and there type of thing.. I remember one event really well.. I remember eating a bottle of pills that I found, and my sister found me eating them and wanted some of the pills too and I wouldn't give her any.. so she told mom on me.. I was rushed to the hospital where they tried to make me vomit but it didn't work.. they attempted to pump my stomach but shift changed at the hospital and they took the tubes out that they had only put in to pump my stomach.. my parents took me to another hospital where they told my parents that it was too late (it had been hours) and that I would have to sleep it off.. my mom tells me that I slept for 3 days... but I remember what I was even wearing that day and the look on my mom's face when she found me eating these pills.

I really don't know the age when i begin to remember things.About at the age of six,i can remember little.Just as you say,a few details can be remember from my father or mother.People differ from others.So i don't care about it too much. Happy mylotting!

I guess it's pretty much as you,but I can not rember how old I could remember thins,I could still remember one or two things happened when I was 3 or 4 years old but many have been forgotten.Maybe I just have a poor memory I guess, happy mylotting

I remember as a small toddler my dad was working across the street at a gas station. I remember the place was lit up with so many lights, I was about 2 or 3. I remember something of the first school I went to in Manhattan, I was about 5 years old. The next thing I remember I was in school on Staten Island, NY when my first grade teacher was called out to the hall and she came back in crying and telling us That President Kennedy had been shot. I was turning 7 the next day. I cried and cried and actually thought the world was coming to an end.