Praytell

Praytell is my dolly. She was my mommy's dolly before she was my dolly. Praytell is probably the uggliest dolly I have ever seen in my whole entire life. For some reason I am pretty attached to praytell. When I in herited her from granny a few years ago she was dressed in the ugliest red outfit I have ever seen. There are two stories behind praytell's outfit. The first is that it was uncle Elvins. The second it was bought at a yard sale. If it was yours Uncle, I am very sorry you were so picked on as a child. So Praytell has sat on shelf in our living room out of Sami's reach since she could walk. Yesterday I decided what I was going to put on Praytell so that maybe she would not be so ugly. I put Sami's strawberry shortcake coveralls on her. Today Sami played with her broken toes and all. Then we put Praytell back on the shelf by her Samantha doll and let her rest. Maybe when Sami has her own daughter The doll my great grandmother let my mother play with will be hers to play with too.
Why did this matter? beats me.