My earliest memory is of my brother peeing on me. He was new, home from the hospital, and my mom was bathing him in the little, baby tub on the kitchen table. I was peering over the edge of the table for a better look when something squirted me in the face. . .
My second memory is of my brother peeing on me. It was the next day or maybe the next--what is time when you are 18 months old?--and my mother was bathing my brother at the kitchen table. I peered over the edge for a better look. Remembering previous events, I ran to the other end of the table. But boy parts being what they are, and water doing what it does, things kind of drifted the other way just in time for me to get squirted again.
I didn't do much peering after that although my brother has continued to do plenty of peeing. I don't know if I actually remember this or if I heard the story so many times that I think I remember it. Nevertheless, I can picture it all vividly in my head, inspite of my pee-soaked brain.
What is your earliest memory?