A psychiatrist was conducting a group therapy session with four young mothers
and their small children. "You all have obsessions," he observed.
 
To the first
mother, Mary, he said, "You are obsessed with eating. You've even named your
daughter Candy." He turned to the second Mom,
 
Ann: "Your obsession is with
money. Again, it manifests itself in your child's name, Penny."
 
He turned to the
third Mom, Joyce: "Your obsession is alcohol. This too shows itself in your
child's name, Brandy."
 
At this point, the fourth mother, Kathy, quietly got up,
took her little boy by the hand, and whispered, "Come on, Dick, this guy has no
idea what he's talking about. Let's pick up Peter and Willy from school and go
get dinner.