How to mend a baby's broken heart

I hurt Becket's feelings today. Obviously, I didn't mean to. Todd has done it before (when making a horrified face at the sight of a dirty diaper), but I believe this is one of the first times that I inflicted such emotional pain on my child. We were sitting on the couch just talking like only a mother and a 7 month old can talk. Then Beck decided to grab a fist full of my skin, right underneath my collar bone. I wouldn't call it just a pinch, but what does one call it when all five fingers are pinching the same little area at the same time? Oh well. So I cried out in a bit of surprise and pain. Those big blue eyes looked up at me and welled with tears. I knew the wailing would come right after he stuck his bottom lip out and buried his head into my chest. It took twenty minutes to calm him down. With both of our hearts broken, we cuddled on the bed together until exhaustion from crying induced a much needed nap.