The Diminutive

Suddenly Mikey can only talk in the diminutive. All day long this is what I hear:

"Luke is sady"
"Come into my roomy"
"Can I have a drinky?"
"I need a snacky"
"Can we go to the storey?"
"I need to watch a showy"
"Can I have some milky?"
"I need to brush my teethy"
"I don't want to take a bathy"

I don't know where he came up with that, but it cracks me up!