I really really really want to go to America

My mom runs a daycare and is constantly looking for good deals on toys to add to her playroom. We found a good deal on a dollhouse on craigslist, so we decided to meet at the mall to make the trade. We could tell the lady was from Eastern Europe due to her accent, when we asked where, she said UKRAINE!!! It was such a coincidence, she had a lot of valuable information to share about her country and her struggles growing up there, it was very interesting. We ended up chatting forever. We became friends and she even offered to interpret a phone call to Alona with us.

We hadn't called Alona since October so we were so excited! Alona sounded great and hadn't been notified yet that she was for sure invited back to our house. When we told her, she was sooo happy, and said, "I really really really want to go to America."
The other cute thing that happened was this:
My mom: "Alona, I can't wait for a hug when you come to America."
Alona: "I come to America and you hug me."
First of all, great sentence. Secondly, how sweet.

We could also tell she had been trying hard to learn english, she gained a few more words. For example, "Booooring." (She said this when we were talking about our 16 hour car drive to Reno, Nevada last summer)
She also learned "hope"- she said, "I hope to swim when I come to America, I really really really like swimming." That's not a lie, that girl would swim for days if you didn't drag her out of the pool.