oh man

"oh, man. this fruit cup won't stay on
the arm of the chair!"

on the drive to school today, john suddenly exclaimed, "oh, man!"

and he said it in exactly the right tone of voice.

"what's wrong, love," i asked. "why, oh man?"

"oh, man!" he reiterated. "oh, man - the MOWER!"

i wracked my brains. the mower? what about the mower? 

and then i remembered - on the way to the car, we were discussing how john has a little lawn mower and daddy has a big lawn mower. so i said, "oh, man, you want daddy's big mower?"

and he said, "oh, man! the BIG mower."

and pointed out the window at a tractor driving by.

oh, man!