1. I try not to do anything that takes away even a few precious minutes of sleep.
2. I'm not that creative at 11:00 at night.
3. It seems that many ideas require a mess of some sort and I'm not on board with that.
Yes, my children will be deprived of the whole Elf on a Shelf experience. But that's okay. They need something to talk to their therapist about anyway.
I've seen so many pictures from friends and family members, showcasing their creative talents with this little doll who, frankly, creeps me out a little bit. It's already a little strange that we tell kids, "Don't talk to strangers, but if you happen to see a large fat man dressed in fur in the living room...he's okay." Now we're telling them, "If you make a mess you'll be punished, but if this little troll in tights comes around and spills cereal all over the place for fun every day for a month...you should be really excited"...that's a little odd to me.
Of course, there will always be someone who takes the merriment a little too far. Some parent who comes home from Happy Hour with their co-workers and decides to have a little extra fun with the Elf. Some Mom who has finally hit her limit and had the nervous breakdown she has deserved for a good long while. And definitely some Dads who decide that just perching some stupid elf up on a shelf just isn't good enough.
My hat's off to you.
Ahhhh...yes. The creepiest combination in the world: Elf on a Shelf and Miley Cyrus. Whoever came up with this one needs a little therapy.
It seems that many of these Elf on a Shelf scenes would not be possible without the help of Barbie. And as is the case with this unfortunate scene, made by the dad who hopefully took a cab home from wherever he's been, she is not usually cast as the happy homemaker or the properly dressed doctor...but the stripper using what looks like a banana hanger as a pole. .
Don't kid yourselves, people. Profiling can happen anywhere to anyone.
I swear...there's always one guy in every office....