My earliest memory must have been when I was approximately 1 1/2 years old. Evidently I would ONLY eat sitting on the counter with my brother Billy. I recall sitting at that counter and feeling rather special. They tried everything to get me down but no, I only wanted my brother Billy to help me perched high on that counter. Another early memory is myself with my mother outside on a sunny day and she was taking my picture. I was holding her camera bag over my shoulder like a purse and I remember her laughing at how silly I was. I remember feeling so happy and special because I was the center of attention in that moment.