On this Dec. 4 morning, I am reading through everyone’s Face Book statuses who are crazy enough to have bought into the “CREEPY ASS ELF ON A SHELF” fad.
I would like to know when you all have time to have the Elf “make a mess” and then you are all cleaning up after the elf. And many of you seem to be stressing about where to put him/her in the house. What ever happened to, “Ya better watch out, you better not cry, you better not pout I’m telling you why … Santa Claus is coming to town.”
Seriously, when I was younger, the mere threat of having Santa SKIP over our house was enough to make me and my brother behave. Simply knowing he was watching us was enough to convey the message: “Be good or you are getting coal.”
And let me tell you, one year I did get coal and another year, a piece of wood.
I got the message — shape up Melissa and watch your mouth.
Has Santa lost his appeal that much that we have as a society created an ELF to replace him?
Back to the Elf, or Elfie or whatever it is you are all calling him — here’s an idea, instead of buying the Elf on a Shelf for $20, have your child pick out one or two toys and donate them to a local charity. I am pretty sure children will learn a lot more by giving during this time of year rather than worrying about what the Elf has done overnight.