Dad drew a long breath and nodded in agreement with himself.

Dad came out of his dozing, considered the matter, and nodded.

Dad looks around the room and nods slowly.

But Dad nodded a little stiffly and followed him.

Mom and Dad nodded, tears streaming down their faces, and believed.

Dad nodded a third time, then sensed the pause and asked, "May I respond?"

Dad thought it over and then nodded.

Dad nodded and didn't suggest doing that again.

Dad nodded to appease me, but I could see that he disagreed.

Dad put me down, stood up and nodded to them as they left.