Even my baba didn't think I could do it!
My mama is always praying that God will heal me from the top of my head to the tips of my toes so that I can walk and talk, run and jump, hop and skip and play basketball.
This week, since my mom started fasting and praying for me, God is hearing her prayers. I can ride my bike, I am standing between "4 and 6" seconds (at times), and I am now speaking in sentences without my mama helping me with my sentences. I also decided, on my own, to walk up the stairs while holding the rail. I might as well. My mom talks about me walking all the time.
