I ran out of time today, so here is a post I published last year. And no, I haven’t caved yet.
I hate the Elf on a Shelf.
And I hate pictures of your elf.
On a shelf.
Or in your cabinet.
Or the cookie jar.
Or chugging wine and popping pills.
Or doing Barbie from behind.
It’s so exciting for the kids, they love it, it’s a family tradition…
Well… I don’t care.
I have vowed to never do a lot of things.
I said I would never let my kids watch SpongeBob.
But I did.
I have said I would never buy any crap with Cinderella or Belle or Barbie or Dora on it.
But I have.
I have definitely proclaimed that my children would never go to MacDonalds.
And yes. They have.
But there is still one vow I have not broken.
I have never hit my children with the “Santa is watching” threat.
Or his little mole.
How exactly do you get your kids to behave on December 26th?
I’m not giving in.
And I will say it out loud. To the world.
We are never, ever, ever, getting…
…an Elf on a shelf.
But next year, when I cave, let me promise you this.
My elf on a shelf pictures will be waaaay funnier than yours 😉