Reminds me of my elder son (now 42!). He was about 18 months old, and while I was ironing or doing some other meaningless task, did a poo in his potty. Without telling me. He decided to deal with it himself, so took it carefully off to the bathroom, but must have got distracted on the way, because the "clean up" idea transformed into a dustpan and brush job. So he cleared up that mess, and then continued to clean the rest of the flat with the dustpan and brush.
An bless, aren't they lovely :) :) :) :) :) :)