Is it in their DNA?

Drew told me he had to go poop as I was washing dishes the other day. So, I used my wet, soapy hands as an excuse to work on some independence skills for Drew. I told him he could go poop by himself and gave him instructions on how to do so(I obviously still help with the wiping) He has always been one to enjoy his privacy, so when he closed the door, I knew he was getting settled in the bathroom. So quite a while later I realized he never called me, and the door was still shut, so this is what I saw when I slowly pushed the door open.








He proceeded to tell me he was "not done yet"(even though I know he was)and continued to read his Toys R Us magazine