First Memory / First Lie

My first memory:
     My first memory that I can remember is going to visit my relatives at their house in Montana. They built their house on a really big mountain, with no electricity, and an out house for a bathroom. I think the reason I remember this very clearly is because driving up the mountain to get to their house is really scary. The roads are really narrow and if you look out your window, it's just a big drop off. I think another reason I remember it very clearly is because of how weird it was staying in a house with no electricity or bathroom right inside the house. I think I was about 4 or 5 at the time.

My first lie:
   The first lie I remember telling was probably when I went to daycare with Lincoln Dinger. I was probably about 5. I was in the kitchen of the house, trying to pour myself a glass of milk (without permission) and I was really little and was having trouble, and accidentally tipped the jug of milk completely over and spilled it all over, and ended up blaming it on Lincoln because I didn't want to get into trouble.