the old raggedy doll

last night as I was cleaning off our youngest dds bed to change the bedding. I realized wow she has so many stuff animals and dolls on her bed. So as I was handing them to her to place where she wanted them to be on her bed I discovered an old raggedy looking doll. At this point in time I seen no possible good in this old thing. So, as we placed all the new ones from Christmas and all the other "good ones" I thought to my self she isn't going to notice if I toss this old one out. So I set it aside and we finished up and I picked up the pile of stuff (bedding - old doll) thinking she didn't even notice. But then I heard crying as she looked for that old ratty doll. I then realized even though I couldn't tell what color this dolls hair once was or where its old clothes had disappeared too She could. So I dug it out of the center of stuff I had in my arms and handed it to her. The smile on her face as she hugged that old thing left me speechless and as that doll took its "rightful place" on her pillow and was covered with the blanket I realized what I may find old and useless she finds Joy.