Tummy Telepathy

So every weekday morning after the twins leave for school, I usually let Alex play the wii for an hour while I clean up breakfast and get organized. This morning I saw that he had left a game out of its case and lying on the floor, so he lost his wii privilege for the day. Immediately he heads into the office to play the computer and finds that the Internet is down and he can't get his games to come up. He comes crying to me and I tell him that he'll have to be creative and play outside or in his room with cars or lego's. He stomps off and heads upstairs and then about twenty minutes later he comes down and says, "Mommy, I don't know what to do! My tummy keeps telling me it wants to play the wii!"
Hmmm. Either my son has a gift, or he's full of it. I'll take the latter.