Several of my friends are using Elf on the Shelf. I don’t. I don’t for only one reason: I’m afraid of him. I think it’s the eyes, but whatever it is, I’m pretty sure that creepy little thing would murder me in my sleep. I also think clowns are scary as all get out.
I believe you when you say it’s a great discipline tool. I believe you when you say it’s fun for your kids. I believe you when you tell me adorable tales of shenanigans.
But one day, some teenager will murder his parents. When they interview him, they will trace it all back to the Elf on the Shelf. And I’ll totally believe that too.