Early memory
Apr. 29th, 2004 11:09 amI distinctly remember eating all the coins in one of those little church donation envelopes when I was little enough to still be sleeping in a crib. I was standing up holding onto the railing, the envelope was in arm's reach on top of a bookcase, and it seemed like the most normal exploratory thing to do. Can I open it? Yes! Can I pick these up? Yes! I wonder if I can put them in my mouth? Yes! Can I swallow them? Yes! Mission accomplished! That was cool! I also remember my mother coming into the room, finding it empty and asking my sisters, brother, father, where the coins were before turning to look at me. I remember the discussion about it, the calling of the doctor, the deciding to go ahead and go to church, and conveniently, nothing more.