Wiggle The Car

My dad used to wiggle the car at gas stations when we stopped on long trips to make us laugh.

As time went on, we had to beg and plead for him to do it. Eventually we stopped asking altogether. We forgot about it and moved on.

On the last road trip we went on with my dad, we stopped to get gas. We continued to watch our movie while he filled up. Then I felt the car begin to shake.

I looked out the window and my dad was wiggling the car. He gave us the biggest grin and then continued to take care of filling the car with gas.  When he got back in the car he didn't say a word about it. We didn't either.
It was kind of an unspoken appreciation.