In the rush of getting ready for church I didn't retrieve the bear.
So when we returned from church I had a little talk with Caitlin.
Considering she's only two I think she understood why/what happened to her bear.
Whether this will be remembered next time is a whole other story.
But after a promise of obedience I got out the sewing box and let her watch while I "fixed" bear-bear's tail. She watched very quietly, not saying much.
When I was finished I handed him to her and she hugged him so tight.
Then in this little quiet voice she says -
"I'm so sorry I hurt you, bear-bear. I missed you. I'm so sorry. I'm so so sorry."