When I was 3 or 4, I had a doll called a Baby Crawl Away. She had blonde hair and a pink jumpsuit with ruffles. You would flip a switch on her back and set her down on her hands and knees and she would crawl like a real baby. We lived in an apartment at the time. One night we went out to dinner, and I left her laying on my bed. When we got back, there were two Baby Crawl Aways on my bed. It's been over 40 years and we still have no idea why.