Right after Thanksgiving, I decided it was time for Will to get a haircut. While I was getting out the clippers and getting everything ready, Will and Blake were pretending to cut each others hair with their fingers. I immediately made them stop and told them that we NEVER EVER EVER cut hair. Even pretend. Blake kept asking for me to cut her hair, and I told her I would after I was finished with Will.
Fast-forward 20 minutes and I was all done with Will's hair. I walked into the bathroom to put the clippers away and found Blake sitting on the counter covered in hair with a pair of scissors in her hand. I completely freaked out. Her hair was tied back into two braids, and it was difficult to tell where exactly she had cut. I threw her and Will in the bath then tried to see the extent of damage. Fortunately, she hadn't done very much, though she got a reasonable chunk right off of the front.
We spent the rest of the day and week talking about how we don't cut hair. I think I was upset enough to scare Blake into never doing it again. Hopefully. Though there are always horror stories of friends cutting each others hair, so it could very well happen again, and it may not be so unnoticeable next time. I'm just glad I caught it early this time before she ended up with a buzzed head.