Family Resemblence

I remember one nite at an awards banquet for Little League Baseball, I was standing near the bar engaging in idle chit-chat with another parent. Having worn a flattop since my Navy days, naturally I had a disdain for long haired boys. I said, ""And look at that thing over there. How in the world can anyone tell if it--s a boy or a girl ?""

The other parent said, ""Well, since that --thing-- is my son, I can assure you that --it-- is indeed a boy.""

Naturally, I was embarrassed as hell, and quickly replied ""Oh, I--m so sorry, I didn--t know you were the boy--s Father.""

""Actually, I--m his Mother."" she said as she walked away.