stac?ca?to
adj.
1. Music. Cut short crisply; detached: staccato octaves.
2. Marked by or composed of abrupt, disconnected parts or sounds.
I’ve decided that this is the way I write. Always have…..
First of all Happy New Year everyone! Given what’s going on in Asia I think that we can all be that little bit more thankful as another year comes around. Talking about the Tsunami I got an email through work saying that if we supplied proof of donation to an aid fund they would match it dollar for dollar to the Red Cross in our home country. Nice one Dell! Vic and I had just given 100 bucks to the Red Cross so one receipt scan later and they had another 100! Not quite up to the 10 million USD that Michael Schumacher gave but then I’m on less of a salary 
In other news I felt the baby move for the first time the night before last! I have to be really quiet and press quite hard but the feeling was still there! Cool!
It was our four year wedding anniversary last night and we went out on a date to
Istanbul, one of the oldest Turkish eateries in Wellington. Very nice it was although we spent at least 50% of our time trying out baby names 
Max put together his first three word sentance yesterday! He’s only been stringing two together for a couple of weeks and put three together during his bath last night.
I had pulled the plug out and all the water had drained leaving some bubbles behind (he loves bubble bath ) but he’s been kinda freaked out by the plug hole recently. I have been washing all the bubbles away but didn’t last night until he made it quite clear that I had forgotten something by saying “Daddy bubbles go” and pointing to the container I had used the last couple of nights.
Cool
Saffy has settled in really well over the last couple of days and is now eating like a trooper. She didn’t eat much at all for the first 36 hours but I think that may have been due to the major changes in her environment.
As you can see she has made herself at home and her and Max are getting on pretty well. He’s a bit wary as she has scratched him a few times when they are playing and she has this habit of running up you which isn’t much fun when the runner has needle-sharp claws! We are all bearing battle scars to some degree…….
A morning snooze for the two girls