"That's very thoughtful of you, Son." His mother smiled at him fondly.
"We'll call the sun 'Carveria,' then, and the five planets will be 'Tad,' 'Marci,' 'Jak,' 'Jon,' and 'Rover.'"
"Ouch, how corny can you get?" Jon sniffed. "Since there are five, I know the fifth should be named for the ship, and we can't very well call it 'Star Rover.' But certainly not just 'Rover,' either."
"Why not leave off the last 'r' and just call it 'Rove'?" their mother suggested.
"Good!" "Swell!" the two exclaimed at once.
"That means this one is named after you, Mom. How does it feel to have a whole world named after you?"
"You ought to know," she retorted with a smile that brought out her dimples in the old way. "You've each got one named for you."
"Then let's call this moon 'Diana,' after the ancient goddess of the moon," Jak said.
"Look, Owl, this is Mom's planet. She has the right to name her own moon." Jon's voice was almost a sneer.
"I think 'Diana' is a very nice name, and I'll accept that, although I'm going to make it 'Diane,'" his mother soothed. "That has always been my favorite girl name. If I'd ever had a daughter, I probably would have named her 'Diane.' So it will make a doubly fine name for my moon."