So the little boy finds his mom in the yard, gardening, and asks, "Mom, are we more black, or more Jewish?" To that the mom replied, "You know, I never really thought about that. I really don't know. Why don't you go ask your father?"

The boy goes back inside the house, into the den to where his father was working, and asks, "Dad, are we more black or more Jewish?" The father, after puzzling over that for a couple of seconds, says, "Frankly, I don't know, son.  Why do you ask?"

To this the innocent little boy replies, "Because Timmy from across the street is selling his bicycle and I don't know whether to steal it or just bargain it down to $5."