I've been rather open about my disenchantment with the Elf on the Shelf phenomenon throughout the holiday season. I'm quite aware that it makes no sense whatsoever that the elves give me the heebie jeebies but I'm totally cool with Santa being a total creeper. But, as far as I'm concerned, it's not a holiday without an omniscient recluse watching small children by mystical means. That's just tradition, kids. Seriously though, a tiny, floppy-limbed dude that parents hide around the house to keep tabs on their kids and report back to the jolly old elf? Something's just not right there. I … [Read more...]
