The possibilities of a first memory
I’ve become fascinated with what my nephew’s first memory might be ever since he hit the age that it normally happens, around 3. On one hand, it’s so strange to me, since our family life has pretty much revolved around the kid since he was born - how could he NOT remember all the fun we’ve had?! On the other, it’s so much fun to think about what it might be…

Will it be the night a few months ago when my brother took him and Natalie (my adorable niece-in-law) camping on Carolina Beach for the first time? They roasted marshmallows and woke up with the sun to start fishing in their footie PJ’s.

Or, could it be the day at the Polka Fest that he proudly first took a lady’s hand to dance, with Grandpa on the drums in the background? (Sidenote: Smooth move with the tracksuit choice, Jake.)
Either way, this kid has certainly inherited a strong love for life, friends and family from his mom and pops, so I’m sure the first memory will be a sweet one.