That's exactly the word "sassbox".He talks back more than my skin boys did as teenagers. In fact just now he is playing his little game of throwing his ball down the stairs then barking for me to go get it for him. My husband refuses to be a part of that telling him he threw it down (deliberately I might add) but he will keep running to me looking in my face BARKING. If I tell him to stop he will lie at the top of the stairs and whine.
