Why assume it began?
When I was born. It was a bloody good time!
With God's will (and probably with some help from astrophysics and things I know nothing about)
Ceiling cat creator of all things.
It was just a boom. Or was it a bang?
Birth, mom, dad, twin, siblings, the floor, the rug, outside, rain, dirt, salamanders, other kids, the car, then words.