They Got Me. The Little Jerks Got Me.

My husband and I have iPhones and my kids have iPad minis. This means we have a lot of devices on one Apple ID (so we can share apps and all that). My children also happen to be fairly technologically savvy (like most kids their ages, I'm sure). This means that they're very adept at screwing with each others' settings using their own devices.

The other day, I was looking through my text messages. I was scrolling by different names of people I've texted when I stopped and started laughing (out loud). This is what I saw:

Apparently, Patrick had decided to change Lucy's name to "I Like Big Butts." I called her into my room to show her and she was not the least bit amused. She had no idea how long she'd been texting her friends from an account named "I Like Big Butts." She quickly changed her name back and then logged into Patrick's settings to change his name to Butthead. What a lovely bunch. Somehow, I ended up getting involved in this nonsense. Patrick must've figured that I helped Lucy out, and decided to exact his revenge on me. 

I texted hubs this morning and he sent me a screenshot of how my messages were appearing on his phone:

So I asked, "Siri, what's my name?" This is the answer she gave me:

I'm not sure when the change was made. But, I had been texting a mom from Sean's class about a playdate yesterday and - since I barely know her - I'm seriously hoping she doesn't think I'm completely insane for calling myself Butt in our texts. I'd probably be slightly concerned if my 5 year old were playing at a house where the mom goes by Butt. 

As someone on Instagram put it, "Let the games begin." And, since we're friends, feel free to call me Butt.

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On Sisters and Facebook Pranks...

Last Tuesday, I was doing my usual and teaching a first grade class. While I was teaching, I kept hearing my phone buzz from across the room. Over and over, it buzzed every few seconds. Finally, when I had a break, I walked over to see what messages I was missing. I looked and saw that I had at least a dozen Facebook notifications. Almost all of them were some form of "Congratulations!" on my latest status update.

I spent the next few minutes racking my brain as to what I could have put on Facebook that everyone would be so excited about. My morning had been pretty uneventful. I'd eaten a pop-tart for breakfast and discovered a hole in my skirt. Surely those were not congratulatory events. Finally, I opened up my Facebook app on my phone and discovered that my status said (wait for it...)

Now, I understood all of the congratulations I was receiving. The only problem was... I'm NOT pregnant. Apparently, my darling sister decided to visit my mom. Mom happened to be taking care of the kids at my house. Since I don't make it a habit to log out of my Facebook account on the home computer, Kirsten just had to mess with me. Nothing new there - she is my big sister, after all.

No matter how many times I tried to rescind the pregnancy, someone else would only see the headline on their newsfeed and congratulate me. It became the practical joke that wouldn't die. Just when I thought it was over, someone else who hadn't been on Facebook would log on and congratulate me all over again. I even had a person or two tell me they "just knew it!" Really? I'm not sure what to do with that (go eat more chocolate). 

Here's how it played out in screenshots:

The status that started it all...

This is Kirsten's version of showing that it was all a prank. Unfortunately, no one even noticed this. PS: I have serious issues with both clowns and sticky fingers.

This is my version of pointing out the prank.

I don't think this qualifies as an actual apology. It certainly doesn't sound very remorseful.

Trying to get the word out (& stem the tide of texts and messages regarding my fake baby).

Now she really doesn't sound sorry at all, does she?

Some folks still hadn't figured it out.

What more can I say?

Luckily, I have a pretty good sense of humor. Even though I kept having to correct people, I did think it was a funny prank. I just hope Kirsten braces herself for some revenge. I know I can enlist my nieces' help. I'll just have to lay low for a while... lull her into a false sense of security and all. When she least expects it, I'll have some payback ready. They say it's a bitch.

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