And so begins the back talk

I was getting ready to make lunch yesterday and I made my suggestion to Baby Girl.

"Would you like some ham and bread for lunch?"

"I don't want ham today", Baby Girl responded.

It was hot here and my brain was moving slow, so I was clammering to think of something else that didn't involve the stove or oven.

From the couch where Baby Girl sat slouched watching TV with her Papa, in the grumpiest, rudest voice I've heard yet comes...

"You figure it out."

Needless to say, we had a bit of a discussion about things you say and tones you use when talking to your mother.