The Continuation of the Late Night Potty

Is it bad that this has been going on now for four days? I can't help myself. Every time he comes upstairs and says he needs to pee, I just burst out laughing. I don't even know what to do at this point. I say, "then go..." and he goes in, squeezes out one or two drops of pee and goes back downstairs. Not to bed, of course, which is where he is supposed to be going.

The other night this happened and he went downstairs and we heard the train bucket being emptied. I gave it a few minutes, and went down. Light was on, trains everywhere. I'm like, where did he go? Just then, he peeks ever so slightly out of his bedroom door. "Hi Mommy."

Me: "Hi Zachary. What are you doing?"
Zachary: "Just being in my bed"
Me: "Oh, you are?"
Zachary: "And playing my trains."
Me: "Get in bed, now"

Lord only knows how long this will last. It does continue to get shorter and shorter each night, but is still happening. Even when we give him a good bedtime routine, that is. The other night I actually read seven books. It started out like this:

Zachary: I need the James book.
Me: We don't have a James book. (thinking he wants a book about James from Thomas the train)
Zachary: Yes, I need it. I need the James book.
Me: We don't have one.
Zachary: Yes we have one.
Me: No, you can choose from these ones.
Zachary: I want the James one.
Me: Zachary, you have to choose one of these ones (holds up 3 books)
Zachary: This one (points to the Snowman Storybook)
Me: (begins to read) In the morning, James woke....oh. This is the James book.

Maybe tonight will be better. More on this tomorrow.