january 5th, monday

my earliest memory seems to be the next challenge here. i can't say i've never tried to think of this or figure this out, but it's kind of hard seeing as i've been alive for quite some time.
now i can't remember if this is something i actually remember or something i've been told so many times it just feels real. this was back when my mom and dad were still together so i couldn't have been more than three years old. i was always a tiny little thing and i started walking really young. anyways, my mom was getting dinner ready and my dad was peeling potatoes in front of the television and he needed more. my mom shoved a big potato under each of my little armpits and one between my tiny hands and had me carry them to my dad. i believe my mom had me say something cute to my dad but i don't remember what and i don't remember what happened after that and i'm not sure why that is the memory (i think) i remember.