They say that you can’t remember anything earlier than 3 years old. I beg to differ. When I was younger than 3, we lived in a house in Maryland. That summer, there was a really bad drought and insects that typically live underground started coming up because they could no longer find water. I remember being in the backyard and these weird red, ant-type things were all over the ground.
When I got a little older, I asked my mom whether or not she remembered that too. She was really surprised that I did.