Instead of saying "looks like," when he's especially excited Tucker just says "likes."

Glimpsing the bride for the first time last weekend, he exclaimed, "Maggie likes a princess!"
Reaching the crust of his pizza at dinner, he observed, "It likes a crescent moon!"
Standing in the tub before his bath, watching urine arch toward the drain, he declared, "My pee likes a fountain!"
Noticing the lavender shade my nails are coated in, he covered his own feet with purple chalk paint and said, "My toe polish likes yours!"
There are a lot of things I like about Tuck at age three, but his linguistic idiosyncrasies might be my favorite.


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