I think it will affect me later in my development by listening to my mother. I don't remember much from when I was so young, but to this day I remember exactly what happened. One of my best friends when I was in preschool was named Clinton, we went to different preschools but he lived down the street from me. We loved watching the power rangers, playing with our dogs, and “running around outside like crazy” according to my mother. Luckily, when I was a kid, I was pretty healthy, although I was allergic to peanut butter and we learned the hard way that I was very allergic to mold and scented laundry detergent. My mother said I wasn't a picky eater, but she said I would "inhale" my spaghetti every time she made it. My mother said that I was a very good child, that I would sit and watch the other children play and after a while I would choose whether I wanted to play or just be alone. One of my favorite memories growing up was going fishing with my dad after work. He would have to bait my hook and take my fish if I caught