Day 13~ My Earliest Memory

I have many early memories. One of my earliest memories would have to be when I was between the age range of 18 months to almost 2 years old. I remember being at my grandma’s old house, and early in the morning, my mum coming over to me in my little bed. She would be in her old work clothes, a white shirt with a blue vest ontop, and black pants. Her hair was long and curled, and she had sutle make-up on. (My mum used to work at London Drugs.) She would kiss me on the fore-head, and tell me she loved me, and that she was going to work. Then, at night, my grandma would be getting ready for work. I remember just before she would go, my mum would hold me, and hold my hands, standing at the top of the stairs waving good-bye to my grandma. My grandma was wearing her big, long, red and black jacket, her black gloves, black boots, and either dark brown or black pants. She would wave and blow kisses just as she went out the door. Then, my mum would put me to bed and sing me the lulaby, Rockin’ Rollin’ Ridin’. I remember her spining the fish-decorated paper inside an Ikea lamp, and as she did, it would make the room have the images of fish swimming on the walls. The light inside apeared blue from the paper. I had a “baby-blanket” my mum quilted for me, and I’d fall asleep.