Cecelia is five months pregnant and living with her sweet husband, Arnold—and his boundary-blind mother, Martha, who opens every package that lands on their porch. The last straw comes when Martha rips into a delivery of gender-reveal supplies and blurts, “It’s a boy!” ruining the surprise Cecelia had planned. Cecelia swallows her anger and decides on a calmer, cleverer response.

She orders two “special” deliveries: a discreet box containing a neon-pink adult toy and a glitter bomb disguised as a padded envelope. Knowing Martha always pounces on parcels, Cecelia waits—and the house soon erupts with a scream, thuds, and the tinkling spread of glitter. When Cecelia enters the living room, the toy sits mortifyingly on the table and silver glitter coats everything, including Martha’s glasses.

Arnold walks in mid-spectacle, and Martha can’t even muster an excuse. Cecelia doesn’t gloat; she simply points out the labels with her name. From that day on, every package remains untouched until Cecelia brings it in, and Martha suddenly decides deliveries are “not her business.”

When Martha tries spinning the story to relatives—casting Cecelia as inappropriate and herself as a victim—Cecelia and Arnold share their door-camera footage of Martha snatching and opening the packages. The family chat lights up, Martha earns the nickname “Package Bandit,” and the snooping stops for good. One carefully planned delivery changed everything.