Apparently hubby doesn't appreciate my version of Elf on the Shelf. I have never read the book & I have no desire to read it. The whole idea of it bothers me.
I don't feel right about telling my kids that I'm allowing this creepy Elf Creeper into our home, their Safe Place, to watch everything they do & tell on them to some guy they don't know who will also be sneaking into their Safe Place while they're sleeping. The idea of a guy who devotes his time to getting children to trust him by enticing them with toys, who has easy access to every child's home, & who watches everything they do so he can decide if they're good or not, is a wee bit too predator-like for me. (Side note: this is just one of many reasons Santa has never made an appearance in my home.) And now parents go along with this idea of a little predator helper reporting back to the predator. No wonder kids are so messed up these days.
I don't feel right about telling my kids that I'm allowing this creepy Elf Creeper into our home, their Safe Place, to watch everything they do & tell on them to some guy they don't know who will also be sneaking into their Safe Place while they're sleeping. The idea of a guy who devotes his time to getting children to trust him by enticing them with toys, who has easy access to every child's home, & who watches everything they do so he can decide if they're good or not, is a wee bit too predator-like for me. (Side note: this is just one of many reasons Santa has never made an appearance in my home.) And now parents go along with this idea of a little predator helper reporting back to the predator. No wonder kids are so messed up these days.
Since I haven't read the book, I may be doing it wrong, but eh, that happens.
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| No, there's nothing creepy about this guy. Nothing at all. |
After my Grandma passed away, I inherited boxes & boxes of her Christmas decorations. Christmas was a big deal to my Grandma so she had a lot of decorations, dating way back to when her kids were little. I haven't been able to go through all of her stuff because I get emotional thinking about Grandma with each piece I pull out, but one of the items that I found was an elf.
It's dated 1950-something so this is pre-the Elf on the Shelf. This is the original, yo. This is an elf that was not designed to creep people out & create nightmares in children.
Since he's an original, he got an original name from me. World, meet Naughty Elf. He does what all the Elf
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| His sign says, "When I think about you, I touch myself." |
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| He's in a cubby on hubby's computer desk, sitting above & to the left of hubby's head. |
Now tell me why Naughty Elf ended up like this...
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| What is Naughty Elf doing in that cup? |
...because hubby just does not appreciate my efforts.
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