So I hate golf, my husband isn't the biggest fan of golf, and my father in law is trying to force it…

So I hate golf, my husband isn't the biggest fan of golf, and my father in law is trying to force it down Delos' throat. Like umm no you don't get to decide that. Delos found a wicker container and he is using it as a hockey puck and my FIL says no its a golf ball. Like umm you don't continuously push a golf ball around like he is doing and that's not what we want him to know as a sport. Plus I was trying to feed Delos and he comes and distracts him with the container.