I have first hand memories from when I was 2. One of them was my mother getting in a car accident when she was bringing home McDonalds. I didn't really understand what a car accident was and was more concerned about the McDonalds. But we went out to pick her up and I understood better. (She was ok.) Another was me sitting in a high chair and looking up at a window.

When I was 3 or 4 I broke my nose playing on a playground. I remember that well. And I remember things from kindergarten and a lot of things from grade one.