It's not polite to make fun of Scandinavians. It's also not smart when key members of your family are Scandinavian. So I'm not talking here about Sven and Ole from the classic and questionably funny Sven and Ole jokes, the jokes where Sven and Ole are a couple of slow-witted farmers. Those jokes are bad because they unfairly stereotype Scandinavians.
The Sven and Ole I'm thinking of for our boys, if they are boys, are are from Sven and Ole's Pizza up in Grand Marais, Minnesota. They've got some great pizza.
I went there for the first time in 1997. I had just spent a week camping in the boundary waters wilderness area. If I remember correctly, I ate pretty much twigs and berries for the whole week. That pizza from Sven and Ole's was something special, something I will never forget.
But my wife says you can't name your kids after your most memorable pizza experience. So Sven and Ole are out.