31 Days of Blogging: Your Earliest Memory
Hah, this is easy. I'm sitting in a hospital playing room feeding my father plastic hamburgers. My dad is being super cooperative about the whole thing (probably because I'm two and a half and my terrible twos were epic). Meanwhile, down the hall, my little brother is being born.
Mom insists that this is actually about a week after that when my brother had to go back into the hospital for asthma or something similar. But I remember it as the day Tim was born.
Off to work!
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Mom insists that this is actually about a week after that when my brother had to go back into the hospital for asthma or something similar. But I remember it as the day Tim was born.
Off to work!
This entry is crossposted at http://bookblather.dreamwidth.org/195857.html. Please comment over there if possible.