What is another word for tot?

Pronunciation: [tˈɒt] (IPA)

The word "tot" is a noun that can mean a young child, especially one that is still learning to walk, or a small amount or quantity of something. There are several synonyms for the word "tot" that can be used interchangeably in different contexts. These include "toddler", "little one", "tiny tot", "youngling", "tyke", "bambino", and "munchkin". In terms of its meaning as a small amount or quantity, some synonyms include "smidgen", "dash", "nip", "bit", "scrap", and "speck". Whether you need to describe a young child or a small amount of something, using synonyms can help to add variety and interest to your language.

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Usage examples for Tot

The glass was still there on the mahogany shelf, exactly as he had left it after taking a tot of whiskey before lying down.
"Command"
William McFee
Should "Dot and tot of Merryland" win the approval of my young friends, I shall be pleased and contented.
"Dot and Tot of Merryland"
L. Frank Baum
"tot," was the low reply.
"Dot and Tot of Merryland"
L. Frank Baum

Famous quotes with Tot

  • We define only out of despair, we must have a formula... to give a facade tot he void.
    Emile M. Cioran
  • My mom moved up between Leland and Greenville when I was just a little tot.
    Little Milton
  • I believe and I say it is true Democratic feeling, that all the measures of the government are directed tot he purpose of making the rich richer and the poor poorer.
    William Henry Harrison
  • “I believe in God,” says my nan, in a way that makes the idea of an omnipotent, unifying frequency of energy manifesting matter from pure consciousness sound like a chore. An unnecessary chore at that, like cleaning under the fridge. I tell her, plucky little seven-year-old that I was, that I don’t. This pisses her off. Her faith in God is not robust enough to withstand the casual blasphemy of an agnostic tot. “Who do you think made the world, then?” I remember her demanding as fiercely as Jeremy Paxman would later insist I provide an instant global infrastructure for a post-revolutionary utopia. “Builders,” I said, thinking on my feet. This flummoxed her and put her in a bad mood for the rest of the walk. If she’d hit back with “What about construction at a planetary or galactic level?” she’d’ve had me on the ropes. At that age I wouldn’t’ve been able to riposte with “an advanced species of extraterrestrials who we have been mistakenly ascribing divine attributes to due to our own technological limitations” or “a spontaneous cosmic combustion that contained at its genesis the code for all subsequent astronomical, chemical, and biological evolution.” I probably would’ve just cried. Anyway, I’m supposed to be explaining the power of forgiveness, not gloating about a conflict in the early eighties in which I fared well against an old lady. Since getting clean from drugs and alcohol I have been taught that I played a part in the manufacture of all the negative beliefs and experiences from my past and I certainly play a part in their maintenance. I now look at my nan in another way. As a human being just like me, trying to cope with her own flaws and challenges. Fearful of what would become of her sick daughter, confused by the grandchild born of a match that she was averse to. Alone and approaching the end of her life, with regret and lacking a functioning system of guidance and comfort. Trying her best. Taking on the responsibility of an unusual little boy with glib, atheistic tendencies, she still behaved dutifully. Perhaps this very conversation sparked in me the spirit of metaphysical inquiry that has led to the faith in God I now have.
    Russell Brand
  • ..by getting as close to the true idea of religion, of spirituality as it is possible for us to get.. .. we would be in possession of the only tangible relationship tot the deity in things.
    Marsden Hartley

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