Even when Dennis was a baby, he was making trouble. He was crawling by the time others of his age were just beginning to hold their own heads up. He was a wiz, taking laps around the house on his knees faster than his mother could keep up. She was at the end of her rope, she had no idea in the world how she could complete her house work with this super charged baby following her around every corner. Though he could crawl with the best of them, Denis's mother discovered one day that he could not climb for a million pacifiers! A light bulb went on in his mothers head, she thought if only I could contain him and bring him with me to each room as I am working on my tasks, we could both be happy. At this she placed baby Dennis in his fathers medicine bag and set him down in the middle of the first room. Dennis smiled at his mother and cooed approvingly, patiently waiting for mom to pick him up and bring him with her to the next room. Mom was able to solve the problem for now, but she is already wondering what she will do when he figures out the business of climbing.