Howdy y'all! Crystal, here. Yes, many pictures we share today are from when your friends here at Stitches Thru Time were a part of that clan known as the "Terrible Twos." Did I say that out loud? Oops. Anyway, enjoy our adorable pictures and some of our earliest memories. (We've got a surprise waiting at the end of this post, so stay tuned. AND NO PEEKING. Yeah, I caught you. :) )
Well, Amber, kick this off for us. What is one of your earliest memories?
|Amber Schamel, Age 2|
Amber Schamel: The earliest thing I remember is staring at a chart on my wall in anticipation of gaining the prize. I was a thumb-sucker, and my mom told me that if I didn't suck my thumb for a certain number of nights in a row, I would get a WHOLE candy bar to myself. I've been a charts and lists person ever since.
|Caryl McAdoo, Age 2|
|Carole(2) w/brother &|
Catherine Castle: One of my earliest memories was playing in a corner cupboard in the kitchen of the house I lived in when I was about 2. My mother couldn't believe I described the kitchen and where the cupboard was.
Deb Garland: Readers imagine characters in books, so I invite you to picture me as a two-year-old. My toddler photo resides in a hall closet on the mainland, about 40 nautical miles from where I sit typing at a sailboat chart table. Think honey blonde straight bangs and silky feather dusters, blue-gray eyes, and dimpled, rosy cheeks. I’m dressed in a white, short-sleeved blouse with lace-edged collar tucked beneath a deep green corduroy jumper. A smile completes the pose. Do you see me? One of my earliest memories is petting Patches, a stray Jack Russell terrier our family adopted, and sampling a dry dog food nugget. Definitely dry and tasteless. The experience curbed my appetite for his meals!
|Elaine, Age ~5|
|Heidi, Age 2|
Jamin Baldwin: My earliest memory is of my father inflating his rubber raft and filling it with water. We used it as a kiddie pool. I can remember my Dad putting me in the water and putting my back against the side so I wouldn't fall over. My mom came outside and said. "Mark, her diaper was dirty..." I was only 10 months old. My mom still can't hardly believe that I remembered something so young.
Jennifer Fromke: Tasting soap at age 3. I had heard my mother threaten to wash our mouths out with soap, and I didn't understand why that was a bad thing. So I sneaked into the bathroom and licked a bar of soap. I remember eating whatever I could get my hands on for the rest of the day, trying to get rid of that taste. Never wanted to cuss (once I learned the words) for fear of that taste in my mouth again.
|Jodie Wolfe, Age 2|
Jodie Wolfe: My earliest memory happened when I was in kindergarten. It was spring time when most of the snow had melted except where it had been piled up. After riding the bus to school a boy told the teacher I had ripped up his picture, which I hadn't. He had pushed me into a snow bank after getting off the bus and I told the teacher that. She didn't believe me and we went outside and I pointed to the snow bank and said, "There's your snow." I was appalled the teacher hadn't believed me.
Josette Downey: My earliest memory is standing in line to see Stars Wars 6th. I must have been about three.
|Linda Matchett, Age 2|
Linda Yezak: When I was four or five, we lived in an older, low-to-middle class neighborhood, and there was a ditch across the street from us that always seemed to have water in it. Mom would tie a square of bacon onto strings for my brother and me so we could go crawdad fishing. She wasn't the type to cook them, but it was always fun catching them. It was during these years I learned some of the crazy ditties I know. Mom and Dad were both professional singers before they married, and they knew a wide range of songs. "The Crawdad Hole" is only one of them. "There's a Hole in the Bucket," "There's a Hole in the Bottom of the Sea," "The Chocolate Ice Cream Cone," and "Ain't We Crazy"--songs no one else seems familiar with still pop into my mind occasionally. Good times.
|Shirley Raye Redmond, Age 2|
|Susan Craft (2) in kimono|
Susan Craft: My dad was in the military, so we lived in Japan when I was two. I remember a few things: the tune and some of the words to a Japanese children’s song; standing in a doorway when a minor earthquake hit the area we lived in; and the aroma of sukiyaki. My parents said I picked up the language quickly, as children tend to do, but I can recall only a handful of words.
|Terri (2) & her grandma|
Terri Wangard: Earliest memory. Oh dear. We lived on the bay shore of Green Bay during my first few years. I have vague memories of the feel of being peeled out of my smocked swimsuit that got tight when wet; or the sensation of being pulled in our little red wagon as, one by one, the four wheels went from gravel to pavement or vice versa. Clearer is when I was nearly four and my brother was born. My sister and I were hanging over the front seat to stare at this strange creature when we picked Mom and Jim up from the hospital. That will have to do!
|Crystal, age 2|
Well, I guess I'll finish off this round of reminiscing.
Hmm...I'd have to say one of my earliest, although not fondest, memories was from when I was about three. My mom and I had gone out to check on the calves in the cow lot. On the way back to the house, I crawled through the barbed wire fence and ripped open the bottom half of my leg. My mom said that is one noise she'll never forget. Miracle of miracles, I didn't get a single stitch, only some butterfly strips and a very long scar.