Mom made each of her kids and grandkids a scrapbook with pictures of our lives. So its hard to tell what is an actual memory or what I recognizing from a picture and the story mom told me about it. But this first story is not associated with a picture so I believe it is my fist memory.
Mom said I first walked at nine months old. After a church meeting I somehow got separated from mom and dad. Walking was still a new concept to me then and adults were too tall to see faces, so I grabbed what I thought was my dad's leg. It wasn't. I was picked up and delivered to my mom and dad and I remember I was a little upset that they were laughing at me. So I'm guessing that my age was between a year and two years old.
The next memory I was between two and three years old. I was potty trained but had an accident while out playing. I was up the street a few houses and had to walk home embarrassed and I was trying to not let my wet pants get on my skin, it was awful! LOL.
I also remember going up to the old school with mom. I believe she went to pay for my old sibling's pictures and they took my picture too. I looked through all the albums I have and couldn't find the picture but I remember I was wearing a red-checked shirt. I would have been 4 years old.
I also remember as clear as ever my first day of kindergarten. Dad took me to school in the afternoon because mom had just lost a baby a few days before. The teacher Mrs. Allred said there was already a boy in the class who was named Jimmy so she asked if I wanted to go by Jim or James. I said James. I went by that name all through high school. When I was in college after my mission I decided that James was too formal for me and I've gone by Jim ever since.
Found these pictures of me when I was a cute little thing....
1st picture; Ready for church. That's me in the smart little red overalls in about 1962
2nd picture: I'm on the far left in the red shorts (looks like I was a bit chunky!) in about 1963. Mom always lined us up youngest to oldest.
2 comments:
those were touching; thank you for sharing them with us all.
LOL Darn you were so blond and cute... all of you. That is cool that your mom did a scrap book for each of you kids. My mom never got into any of that kind of thing.
I remember standing in my crib and looking out and being cold and wet. I was probably close to 2 years old. I don't know why that memory sticks to my mind but it is as clear as day.
Thanks for sharing... by the way, I just got reconected with Missy (whoops... she like Melissa, lol) I'll email you her email address.
Hugs :)
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