My Favorite Things

My name is Amos.
I may not say much, but I can articulate the important stuff.
Fortunately, these people I live with understand me.
My blankie is key.
I have two of them and like them within shouting distance at all times.
My mother is a given too.
She is my interpreter and mind reader, not a great one but good enough.
I adore a swing.
I mean, I use the word fwing a thousand times a day.
My family gets bored with fwinging, but not me.
Sand is quite delectable too.
I can sit in it, scoot on my fanny, and lie down with my face pressed against its' coldness.
I prefer to eat donuts, mini-wheats, muffins, cupcakes and ice cream.
My mom says I better enjoy vacation as the time of donuts is nearing a close.
I don't like the sound of that.
The beach suits me, but I miss school.
I may not admit it, but I have been known to fall into my teacher's arms some mornings.
School has a fwing just for me, too.
Perfection.
I'm actually low maintenance despite my mother's tendency to be dramatic.
She just gave me a mean look.
My point exactly.

Love,
Amos