We’re sidesteppin’ today’s prompt again… because I’m lazy (especially on a day off).
I was born in San Antonio, Texas way back in 1972, but my first clear memories are from when I was in 2nd grade in Boise, Idaho. That’s 7 years of human development that I don’t remember. That seems to be the norm for most people, though. If I try to dig for the furthest clear memory possible, it’s a tie between making chocolate haystack cookies and making candles inside coke glasses (there was even foamy wax to make it look like soda). If I really pressed my mom for more info, I’d probably find out the candle making one happened after the cookies.
