Burn, Baby, Burn
My very first vivid memory is false. I got a shape sorter for Christmas. When my parents left the living room, my older brother walked over, picked up a block, and threw it in the fire.
I was reminding my mum about this in my early twenties and she laughed. We didn’t have an open fire, and my older brother couldn’t walk yet. I still think he did it.
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