Sam's been begging to grow his hair longer so we've been going with it for a while--after all, it is summer. But the boy has multiple cowlicks (darn you, cow who licked him!) that aren't cooperating so well. No, this isn't static electricity, it's his bed-head every single morning.
And the planets hovering? When we first moved in, Greg suspended our planet mobile from the light fixture in the stair landing until we could find a better place and it's stayed there ever since. It's rather growing on me now, kind of like the sticky plastic salamanders that ended up staying on the ceiling of our dining room for years in the other house.