SORRY STONE

The little boy stomped on his Mama’s foot. She cried out, “OUCH!” Then she got mad.
“You are too big and heavy to jump on people. That really hurt. It still hurts!”
The boy turned away - a very small smile on his face. 
Mama continued, ”I would like you to say you are sorry.”
“I won’t.” he replied.
“I’d like you to mean it, too.” Then she added, “Was that on purpose or a mistake?
“On purpose.” was his frank reply.
“Hmmm. Well, it still hurts”

A short while after the little one insists, “Mama, play with me!”
“I am still mad and my foot still hurts.”
‘“Mama! There’s a stone there.”
“Where?”
“There! See? It’s a sorry stone.” He said picking it up.
“A sorry stone?”
“I want to give it to you”
“You do? What does it say?” Mama asks.
“I am sorry” He answers for the stone.
“OK. Thank you for the sorry stone. I feel much better.”