I rearranged the kitchen appliances a couple of days ago. The microwave's new spot, in particular, appears to be bothering Tyler. This morning, in an irritated voice, he asked me "when are you going to move things back to normal?" I explained that I was going to leave things the way they are. He thought a minute, then threatened, "if you move it back to normal, then I'm going to play with you today. If you don't, then I won't play with you."
Ha ha ha. Somehow, I'm not worried.