Miss A: I smell tuna fish. Did you make tuna fish? I can smell tuna fish. I think it's my feet.
Miss M: (While Miss A sings a song with words that go "I will work, I will pray, I will always walk in His way...") I will hold hot soup. I will burn your fingers. I will hold Buzz. I will hold Jessie...
Miss A: I'm going to have like twenty babies!
Mama: That would be a lot.
Miss A: Yeah, like twenty! And when they're one, they'll eat with their two teeth.
Miss M: I don't like to cut alligators. But you can't cut alligators. Only Miss M can cut alligators.
And Miss R leads her sisters in choruses of "Ah-gee" until the back seat sounds like a zombie convention...