I'm so ready to build my house I can just taste it.
I'm ready to sit on a wrap-around porch on my refurnished rocking chairs.
I'm ready for my hanging pots to surrond the house.
I'm ready for my brightly painted front door.
I'm ready for my tulip garden and Kalaya's 'forget-me-nuts' garden.
I'm ready to call Nana and tell her Kalaya is on her way and watch her walk by the field to see her.
I'm ready to have my pretty red sofas back out again.
I'm ready to get address labels with my own address.
I'm ready to set up the swingset and sand box in Kalaya's own corner of the yard.
I'm ready to smell the woods as soon as I get up in the morning.
I'm ready to start the ' family' garden with Nana up on the hill.
I'm ready to open the windows and watch the fireflies while I wash dishes.
I'm just plain ready!
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