Yesterday we thought we might try relocating our computer to the dining room (from the spare room). DH carried the desk down, I did everything else, cleared out the drawers, set up the pc etc in the dining room. I'm sitting on here answering emails etc, and dh is feeding the baby, and said that the computer was distracting the baby from eating, the noise was too loud, etc etc. I asked whether we should move it back upstairs, and he got really stroppy, has taken baby in highchair to kitchen and is feeding him there. Baby's highchair has no tray, and we have no kitchen table, so goodness knows how he's feeding him. I'm so SICK of him just leaving the room when we disagree, rather than actually talking about it. I feel like I'm married to a TWO YEAR OLD!!!