Toddlers take a while to process things. Particularly saying sorry. At least, the most recent toddler I made seems to have this problem. Maybe it's because he's half Romanian (oh no, that's torn it. I can feel the shadow of the strygoi bearing down on me).
But little Loki, he really struggles with shame at the moment. In his innocent world, he is the centre of the universe and everything is fluffy and wonderful.
When you challenge that, he cannot compute.
This is a true story.
That last panel is my attempt to replicate what it's like when a toddler talks. They're so enthusiastic to blurt something out that they either forget or don't know how to string the words together and assume that what's happening in their brain is transparent to you - and happening in your brain as well.
Anyhow, the real lesson here is that no matter how convinced you are that your partner is happy to let you sleep in once in a while, she'll find a way to demonstrate this isn't the case.
Arming our toddler with a tennis racquet and then letting him loose into the bedroom is akin to throwing a live hand-grenade into a crowd.
I think introducing your toddler to the Osmonds constitutes child abuse.