sweet boy

R is such a sweet boy. I feel that I am too harsh on him sometimes. This morning I yelled at him because he pushed his sister. Again I pulished him because he didn't dressed himself after I reminded him a few times. Eventually when we arrived at the Daycare, there were still some tears on his face. When I opened the door of his classroom, he turned around to give both his sister and me a big hug for goodbye. It immediately made me feel guilty about my bad attitude on him.