I had a memory of visiting someone related to my father when I was very young, and being told there was a robot in the basement and asked if I would like to see it. I also remember being held in my father's arms while we looked at the robot in the basement and someone coming down the basement stairs and saying "So, this is the new <my last name>!"
Growing up i had a hard time convincing my parents of this because they couldn't think of anyone who had a robot. Until one day my mom asked my dad "Didn't your uncle so-n-so have some kind of robot?" My father thought about it and then realized that yes, uncle so-n-so did have a kind of electronic expirimenty-roboty-thingy, and he remembers taking me to the basement to see it, "but you could not have remembered that! You were too young!"
Dates on family photographs put my age at just over 11 months at the time of the visit. When i was 18 months old I was burned in a kitchen accident, up to 3rd degree burns on 10% of my body. I have no memory of that. I have a vivid memory of looking through the glass at the maternity ward to see my newborn sister, which makes me 19 months old.
When I was in college, I went with my parents to visit my father's uncle and we went to the basement to see the "robot" as it was still down there. just a clump of wiring, motors and sheet metal, but very similar to how I remembered it.