She loved it when they did this, she loved watching even though it felt like she was intruding on a sacred moment, but he never seemed to mind when he caught her in the mirror, always giving her a loving smile. She smiled to herself as they started their regular routine. First spraying the white foam into their hands before smearing it on their faces.
As his large hands reach for the razor, a pair of smaller ones reach for a blue plastic copy of his fathers gleaming tool. Together they start to shave, one taking strong sure strokes, the other simply copying his fathers actions.