You guess wrong. I have two adult children; one a junior Army officer, the other a school teacher. They’re 15-months apart.
About the earliest memory our youngest has is of an earthquake she experienced she just turned three. It was a 6.3 in Adana, Turkey, 1998. You know what she remembers about it? Her brother asking my wife if the ground was because of dinosaurs while running to the back door to see if there were, in fact, dinosaurs. My son, at four, associated the noise and ground shaking with Jurassic Park, which was one of his favorite movies at the time; my daughter only remembers the earthquake because she was told stories her about her brother’s memory of the earthquake.