Day 14- earliest memory

New Jersey, circa 1992: walking up the wood-paneled hallway in my parents' house. There was a half-wall, and on the other side was my plastic play kitchen. I remember the carpet and the couch, too, but I don't have any memory of events, just the place.

My oldest memory in which I remember something actually happening was also in Jersey, probably '92 or '93: falling face-first into a pile of snow that my dad was trying to help me climb. I think I was on the sidewalk, and the grass from my yard was a foot higher, kind of on top of a stone wall. He was trying to boost me over, and I fell. I remember my vision going blurry for a second, then getting up.