Is this a memory?

I've come to the realization lately that tater is probably forming his first memories. Up to this point, he most likely won't remember events or daily happenings in his life. Of course through the thousands of pictures we've taken he'll know they happened, but to have his own recollection of it is different.
My earliest memories were around his age. I recall getting chicken pox before I was in school & I remember when our family got a color television. I remember playing in our unfinished basement & my parents finished it when I was kindergarten. For many reasons realizing this has upped the internal pressure of the kind of mom I am. As he and I do things together, I wonder if this will be something he'll remember. Our minds are funny things: why do we remember some things and not others? I want the things that lodge in his memory to be happy things. I want him to recall how much fun we had and how loved he his. Again, our minds can play tricks on us: why did I spend most of my life thinking no one cared about me when clearly (at this point I can see) that was not the case?
So, whether we're making funny faces in the mirror before bath time or acting out Speed Racer in Costco (I was Chim Chim and had to use chimpanzee speak the whole time), I hope with all my heart those are the memories he'll hold on to. I fear the impatient moments or times I need a break and tell him he needs to play by himself will translate to neglected and sad memories. I pray that those will wash away and the proud face I have when he gets dressed all by himself or when I saw him practicing his letters the other day will surface instead. It's certainly the memory I'm choosing to hold on to (because by now I've realized that I can control what I make of my life) & what makes me so happy to be his mom.