I'm on the right track baby, I was born this way

Yesterday while the littles were sleeping, I heard Brodie cry out for me. I ran down the hall, opened the door, saw his tear stained cheeks and lay down beside him. Through his sobs he told me that he was crying because he was stuck on the wrong track. I cuddled him tightly telling him everything was ok and he quickly lay his head down and closed his eyes. As I heard his breathing slow and his little body relax I stifled giggles. I retreated slowly leaving him to his toddler dreams.Either my boy thinks he actually is Thomas the Tank Engine or he thinks he's Lady Gaga.......