First he'd lean his head way over on his shoulder like this—look, mamma!
From a sitting position I saw Abud, now clearly visible as in midday, craning his head way back.
Brent handed me the paper and Pee-wee nearly pushed me off the seat sticking his head way over and trying to read it.
Cousin Jumper, do you know why it is that Hooty the Owl can turn his head way around, and nobody else can?
She was holding her head way back and laughing, and her hair was all flying loose.
