Sadie and Esther's Son

Sadie and Esther are sitting on the porch of their Miami Beach hotel.

"Oh my God!" cries Sadie. "Look at that poor boy! Such a weak chin. His mouth is crooked. And look, his eyes are crossed."

"That boy," says Esther, "happens to be my son."

"Oh," replies Sadie.

"On him it's very becoming."