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, he said, ”You are obsessed with eating.
You’ve even named your daughter Candy.”
He turned to the second mother, ”Your obsession is with money.
Again, it manifests itself in your child’s name, Penny.”
He turns to the third mother. ”Your obsession is alcohol.
This manifests itself in your child’s name, Brandy.”
At this point, the fourth mother gets up, takes her little boy
by the hand and whispers. ”Come on, Dick, we’re leaving”.