Head

Must have been a carryover from another life.

Me in my friend's apartment, her daughter, her saying she needed to pick up the toys...

I used to live in upstate NY, and it was cold in the winter. Most of my life before age eight was in that area.

https://www.psychologytoday.com/us/blog/the-power-rest/201303/give-us-kid-till-shes-7-and-well-have-her-life

My head.
My throat.
My mouth.
My lips.