Sweet Little Wock n' Woller.

Yesterday, as Luciya and Emily were getting ready to leave the house, L. stood by the door for quite a while, despite her mom and dad urging her to get in the car. She was doing something with her fingers. Finally, she got them arranged just so:

Then she said: "Wock on, Dadda," and left the building.

Neither John or Emily have any idea where she picked that up.

P.