For nine months, I faked a pregnancy. Wore a fake belly, played the part, and let Candice believe she was getting her wish. She bought baby clothes, painted a nursery, and told everyone she was becoming a mom—without lifting a finger.On her birthday, the whole family gathered for the big reveal. I handed her a beautifully wrapped baby carrier. She squealed with excitement… until she pulled back the blanket and found a lifelike baby doll staring up at her.She lost it. Screamed. Cried. Demanded answers.

I simply smiled and said, “This is the only baby you’re fit to take care of.”Then Grandma Grace—bless her heart—stood up, furious, and announced that both Candice and my mother-in-law were officially out of her will for their behavior.We walked out of that house with our heads held high, while Candice sobbed into a doll.Sometimes, the only way to deal with delusional people is to give them exactly what they ask for… just not in the way they expect.