When I was a kid, I liked a movie called, Batteries Not Included. It’s about small living UFOs that helped people in an apartment complex. I used to imagine what it would be like to have small flying machines living with me.

Now I know what it’s like. My son has a small drone that zips and zooms through the house all the time. It’s a nice, little drone that does tricks and freaks out our puppy.

Typically, the drone flies around checking things out. It likes to find out how hard can it bump into the ceiling, or if it can take a turn at breakneck speed without smashing into the wall, or what it feel like to plummet to the ground. All standard things drones like to learn.

Yesterday, the drone decided to experience something new. What it would be like to get extremely close to a human face.

We were taking a break in virtual learning when the drone woke up and took flight. It did its usual laps around the living room and kitchen when it got a glimpse of my six-year-old daughter. It bravely flew close to her, which got a few laughs. Not so bad, so it tried it again.

This time it got so close to my daughter’s face that it smashed into her forehead. She screamed and smacked the drone to the ground.

My daughter grabbed her forehead and yelled, “My hair!”

My son and I ran to my daughter to see what happened. The hair dangling on her forehead had gotten caught in the drones spinning wheels, twisting her hair in a knot.

“That was crazy,” my daughter laughed. “The drone tried to style my hair.”

Luckily, the drone’s high flying hairstyling could be fixed and didn’t have to be cut out. Although the close flying was impressive, the drone is not allowed to fly that close to a human head ever again.