I remember when my mom and dad picked me up from Grandma and Grandpa's house. And my mom was holding a pink and white blanket...and in it was my little sister. We were inside a big black car, and my mom said, "Look, this is your new little sister." When she tells the story, she says I said, "nice kitty." But what I remember saying was, "I wanted a kitty."
I was 2 years, 3 months old.