I feel like an episode of Friends bit DH are embroiled in ludicrous feud.
DH commented over dinner that I always pandered to DS2 over his particular choice of spoon, plate etc. said he had me wrapped around his finger, I was a pushover.
We went into the sitting room and I sat on the sofa. DH asked me to move as he likes that end of said sofa.
I refused. He sat on me, still didn't move, tried pulling me off sofa, still didn't move. I put Touch of Frost on and sat on remote. He got up and started to play X box. I turned tv off repeatedly with remote.
He has now gone to sit in other room.
I explained to him that 'after a while he would get the message that I would not be pandering to his peccadilloes'
But I'm a bit bored now 