#1 Earliest Memory

The furthest memory memory I have was when I was in Houston, Texas. I remember two of my houses. I remember this one incident where my sister was running and I ran with her. We had a brick wall that could be sued for pictures. I was very small, so when she ran her hip kknc=ked my head on the corner of the brick wall. I remember the brick wall was my height and had several of our family photos on top of it. A few feet from it was our white couch in front of a fireplace. I don’t remember feeling the pain but I remember falling to the ground and everyone surrounded me.
The next memory I had was also in Houston. Our Pomeranian dog had babies. In our kitchem, we had a small indoor fence to keep the pups from running around. There were about 5 of them. With newspaper everywhere. I remember the distinct dog smell. They were all black and very yappy. Also in the kitchen, was my box full of ponys. I would play with them on our small kitchen table as the puppies would play. I remember the kitchen was small. Our living room connected to the kitchen. The kitchen floor was white tiles.