A girl walks up to her mother and asks, “Mommy, why am I named Clover?”
“Your grandma believes that it brings luck to our family.”
Then, her other daughter walks up. “Mommy, why am I named Nirvana?”
“Because, your aunt believes that is the place you go when you are enlightened.
Finally, her son walks up to her. “Those names make sense, but why am I named Cakeday?”
His mother sighs. “Your father believes it is the best way to earn karma.”