I believe the cure must be whittling with sharp knives, cause I didn't hear a peep afterwards. Of course the fact that he lounged around all morning watching movies about Santa and his workshop only fed into his whittlin' desire to carve out "two cars, a doll and a sheep" for our neighbors. Ummmm, not sure where the sheep fits in, but I won't interrupt the genius at work.
Later we invited above mentioned neighbors over to look at our awesome blocks of wood, and then created a homestead for the uncarved sheep...
Yep, we're awesome, but we're not just whittlin' Dixie, or are we?
So all in all a super fantastic, cured bellyache, day!
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