For about 2 months now I'm standing up with the help of the furniture. Yesterday my Dad stood me up behind a plastic lion with wheels and a handle. He pointed me towards my Mom and off I went— 3 to 4 steps on my own. There was a bunch of cheering and clapping. Then I started clapping... and I fell. Stupid Gravity!
Until next time,
Zak
Posted on
Wed, November 25, 2009
by Zak