Day 4. My earliest memory
It was Christmas, and I was two and a half – according to family legend, I requested a puppy and was bitterly disappointed when I got a little sister instead. I remember being picked up and shown my new sister in the hospital through a window. I was’t impressed in the slightest. I got a penguin soap dish for Christmas that year, and we went to this house with the weirdest table. The legs stuck out at an angle and everything was very tall. (Apparently, the table was quite normal – I just remember it from the perspective of a two year old).