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 mom, he said, "You are obsessed with eating. You've even named your daughter Candy."
To the second mom, he said, "Your obsession is with money. Again, it manifests itself in your child's name, Penny."
To the third mom, "Your obsession is alcohol. This too shows itself in your child's name, Brandy."
At this point, the fourth mom quietly got up, took her little boy by the hand and whispered, "Come on, Dick, we're leaving. Your brothers Peter and Willy are waiting for us."
