bedroom vs bathroom....

My bedroom. I love it. I has my most favourite piece of furniture that I own in it...my bed.
There is just something about my bed that I enjoy.
But lately, my little guy is confusing my bedroom with the bathroom.
mind you, this is not happening in the daylight. It happens around midnight and has been happening for the past few weeks (not every night mind you)
The event happens a little something like this.
I'm in bed, relaxing, getting comfy, hogging the bed most nights as I'm the first one in bed (ha ha) and I hear some noises in the other room (the little man's room is right next to ours)
I hear him get out of bed...he shuffles a bit and next thing I know I hear the footsteps of him leaving the bedroom.
Next thing I know the little guy walks in...I hear more footsteps and think "he's coming to see me" but I'm wrong.
They pass my side of the bed...but for some reason, he's walking to the back of my room. I look at him, and I see he is following the double closet doors...and he stops at the corner of the closet and the wall.
I ask him "what are you doing sweetie?"
he replies "going pee mom"
well, that's when the covers come off, I jump out of bed, take him by the shoulders and ask him to hold that thought.
I look down as I'm directing him out of the bedroom and realise he has managed to wiggles his pants down to his ankles...he's ready to go and we still have a bit of a walk yet.
So I direct him to the bathroom and at the nick-of-time, he pees into the toilet.
It always ends with "I need to wash my hands" and he makes it to the sink, he drops the soap on the floor, picks it up and puts it in the sink and he asks "can you put my covers on please?"
The next morning i ask him about his 'misadventure' and he laughs.
He says "I'd never do that mommy! you're telling me stories again!"