Where is that boo boo anyway??

This morning my niece had to show me where she hurt herself on her little arm. She raised both sleeves of her shirt and looked and looked. Having trouble locating the scratch, she turned the light on. She still couldn’t see anything so she went right up to the light. Once she finally found the boo boo, she ran to me and asked me to kiss it. I kissed the little scrap, which obviously didn’t hurt or it would have been easily found, and asked her if that helped it feel better. She said it felt better. I couldn’t help but smiling and thinking about this on my way to work. Very precious!