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.”