One morning the reknowned psychiatrist was holding a group consultation with three young mothers and their small children. "All three of you have obsessions," he proceeded to tell them. To the first mother, the shrink said, "Your obsession is eating. Why you've even named your daughter Candy." The second woman, the shrink claimed, was obsessed by money. "Again, it manifests itself in your child's name, Penny." At this point, the third mother arose and, taking her little boy by the hand, whispered, "Let's go, Peter."