I genuinely do have at least one memory from the age of two, because it was a completely banal event that no one told stories about (my grandmother moved to a n

I genuinely do have at least one memory from the age of two, because it was a completely banal event that no one told stories about (my grandmother moved to a new office, lol), nor certainly photographed, that I (because I remembered it) assumed had taken place when I was three. Turns out (crowd-sourced family chronology agreed, and documentary proof later corroborated) took place either 5 or 6 months after I turned two. (Memories differed as to the exact month, and the earliest letter we had was from the corroboratory year, but from a couple of months after when she would have moved.) The matter came up because some time when I was in my twenties I said, apro pos of something or other, "[grandma] moved to [office] in year X", and they said "No, it was year X-1", and I said "well how come I remember [mundane sense-memory detail], if I was only two?" And they said, "yeah, [detail] is correct, but it was definitely year X-1", rinse-repeat, until they set out to prove me wrong about the year, which it turned out I was, which was a win for them, but then both I and my aunt with PhD in child-development were forced to conclude that I had a memory from when I was two. Yeah. It blew my mind, too. I didn't think human memory worked like that, either. Something-something only a Sith deals in absolutes. Alternatively, don't be such a jerk to that other guy. It's not really within the HN ethos.