1) confessional. ie: "Mommy, Taylor and I are getting married." Mommy: "who's Taylor?!" Sam: "She's from my school. She loves me. Almost as much as Trixie." Mommy: "Trixie?!:
2) delusional. ie: "Did you know that my legs are broken? The doctor broke them. I guess I'll just have to race wheelchairs."
3) hallucinatory. ie: "Mommy! Buzz is talking to me! He's really talking! Can you hear him?!" (I couldn't.)
And, yes, Buzz is wearing surgical gear. The nurse put it on him, right before they pulled Sam away in a wagon/bed. All pretty awesome.
Sam's doing well, BTW. He's watching TV and is overwhelmed by all the drink choices we put on his bedside tray. ("There's too many," he says. "I can't decide.") The nurses said he's pretty much the only baby they've ever seen who hasn't cried even once. (We'll see how long that lasts...)