He came to me the other day and said, "Mom I had a bad dream."
I said, "what did you dream?"
Sam: "I dreamed that I was in one car and my girlfriend was in another."
Me: "You have a girlfriend?"
Sam: "Yes. And I want to KISS her."
And then a day or so later he told me that he HAD in fact kissed her. He even did an impression. "It was like this!" He said. And then he immediately started making tons of kissing noises.
Apparently, she's in his preschool. Her name is Kassie and she has hair whiter than Sam's that sticks out like an afro.
Sam says that she kisses him, too.