My First Memory

I have a few memories from when I was little but one sticks out in particular. I was sitting in my day care class, I must have been about 3 years old, maybe 2, and I remember I was at a table next to the cubbies with another little girl and we had teared out these pictures and were just quietly coloring them in. I had a picture of a leprechaun holding onto a pot of gold. I really had no idea what it was but I remember having strong feelings about coloring it in and finishing it. I was digging through the crayon box rigorously but I just couldn't find a yellow crayon at all for the gold and this made me very upset. And that, among others, is my earliest memory.