DON'T WANT TO SAY SORRY

Very rarely he's too grumpy to wave in the morning, but usually even when he refuses to come up to the window when I'm going out of the door he usually does so before I'm at the end of the road. Today, despite the general good mood when I left, there had been some nonsense shortly before I got home, resulting in grumpiness as he refused to say sorry to his granny for hitting her. Unusually this continued for several hours, resulting in no proper goodbye and repeated wailing until he was finally persuaded to say sorry over the phone, whereupon he immediately cheered up. Odd wee things, they are.