I was standing in a playpen. My mother was in another room, and my older brother was in the room with me. I remember my brother running to get my mother because I had spoken something intelligible. I don't remember saying anything, but I do remember my mother coming back into the room and my brother being excited. My other "oldest" memory is of being in a stroller at the zoo and seeing the monkeys.
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