Looking at most pictures of Georgia, you would think she is just a sweet, roly poly little one year old.
When my children are grown and I look back on what I have written here, I want it to be a true reflection of our lives, not some carefully edited, santised version...so here it is baked beans in hair and all
She is a stroppy ball of pure electricty. Into everything. Completely unafraid. If there is something going on, she wants to be right there in the middle of it. She can hold her own in a gaggle of four years olds and doesn't take no for an answer. She has her father completely wrapped around her little finger.
Oh and she is generally filthy. But that goes without saying.