Reading Material

Donny was kneeling in front of the couch reading his two new catalogs. All of the sudden, he stood up, tucked the catalogs under his arm and started walking. Over his shoulder he said, "Mama, I'm going to read my catalogs in the bathroom while I go poopy." I was reminded of the time I caught him on the potty reading the American Girl catalog. Is that the equivalent of Maxim and Playboy in a man's bathroom?