A recent conversation with my 5-year-old, who is a huge fan of all things Pirates of the Caribbean:
Jack: Mom, how did you know to name me Jack?
Me: What do you mean?
Jack: How did you know I would like Jack Sparrow?
Me: Honey, Jack Sparrow didn't even exist when we named you (as if he'll understand this...). We didn't know who you would like. Daddy and I just liked the name "Jack."
He contemplates this.
Jack: I like my name but I want you to call me Jack Sparrow.