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12/20/2003 Entry: "WHEW! THAT WAS A RUSH!"

WHEW! THAT WAS A RUSH!

The troops from Texas arrived at 3:00 a.m. and Nickles was soon walking all around the house talking quietly to himself. You can hardly understand what he says, but he sure talks a lot for a little kid. He was looking at this and that and pointing like he was a tour guide in the Louvre.

Everyone found a place to sleep for a little while then we started all over again. The rest of the family converged like a swarm of locusts, ate most of the food, chatted and left by 12:30. It was quick, clean and fun.

They'll all be back in a couple of weeks. That will be nice.

Jack is exhausted after entertaining two very active golden retrievers for a few hours. I'm with Jack.