Happy Early Halloween. . . Belated

It was last weekend and I was over at my cousin's house visiting him and his family. Usually I am accompanied on these trips by my wife, but she was feeling less than up to par, (does that make her a bogey?), so she stayed home. I was having a good time when my cousin's oldest son asked where Tori was. Feeling facetious, i looked down at him seriously, and spelled out the entire situation in great detail. Keep in mind, he is 9, and his younger brother who was there to is 7. I looked at him, and said," Well, she's not feeling too well," and then i looked around as if to make sure that only the three of us could hear the next bit, "You see, she has a small creature in her stomach," their attention was now absolute, "And it's growing inside of her," mouths were now gaping open, "and it just keeps sucking the energy and life out of her." I had to give it to them, their concern was genuine, and they looked truly horrified for my wife's fate. They looked at me, torn between wanting to hug me for what was going on, and wanting to run for the hills in case it was contagious and i had brought one of the little creatures with me by accident, and was going to unleash it on them and their family. Finally the tense silence was broken by the oldest whispering a feeble, "Really?" I should have stopped, I should have been ashamed of myself for terrifying these innocent little kids. . . but i didn't, and i wasn't. No, I kept going, even more dramatically, "Yeah, it's just growing in her and draining the life from her body. Nothing she does helps, it's just sitting there in her and slowly draining her." For a good 15 seconds nobody moved a muscle, and i can't swear under oath that any of them breathed either. Finally, i had to tell the truth. Not out of pangs of guilt for what i was doing (insert maniacal laughter here) no, I just knew i couldn't keep a straight face much longer. I leaned in closer and asked, "You wanna know what this creature inside of her is?" They mutely nodded. I whispered, "It's a baby." It was a bit anticlimactic, i was hoping for the groans of disbelief, the "I can't believe i fell for that", you know, something. But alas, either i duped them too well and they are now convinced that my wife is carrying some horrifying creature who will burst forth from her and terrorise the world with it's rampage of destruction and evil (hey, the kid does have half of my genetic material so, who knows, they may be right) or i overdid it and it was a bit over their heads. Oh, by the way, in case my cousin, who probably hasn't heard about this yet, had to deal with nightmares from the little ones, I must say I am sorry. (Only because it is polite, though honestly it was WAY fun and also in the rulebook for uncles and such relatives. Seriously, page 27, paragraph 4. )
So, that was my early Halloween prank to my family. Early to them, but late to you because i am just now posting it. So it's an early belated. . . or is it a belated early? Oh who cares, it's not like temporal theory is a hobby of mine. (or was, or will be)