“Well, I guess I’m going to have to give up and wash the dishes.”
– Mama, looking around at the piles of dishes from last night and this morning

“No, Mama! Don’t give up!”
– Amanda, a bright beacon of encouragement

(in the car on on vacation)

“OK, so what do you girls want for lunch? Fried pig ears or pickled chicken lips?”
– Daddy, always good for turning the ordinary question into something outlandish

“Pickled chicken lips? Ew!”
– Emily, after a stunned silence from the backseat of the car

“OK girls, what do chickens NOT have?”
– Daddy, trying to point out that he was making a joke

“Pickles.”
– Amanda, completely serious