I love the Elf on the Shelf! He just turns up mysteriously on the first of December and then every morning till Christmas. He’s famously cheeky, and can be found driving a toy car, on the side of the kitchen sink with a fishing rod made of pencil and string, tangled up in SpiderMan’s web or the Christmas tree lights, making snow angels in flour on the kitchen table, etc, etc. Little ‘uns love looking for him every morning and I don’t really see where damage to the planet comes in?
There’s a slightly creepy school of thought that has the Elf spying on children to check that they’re being good in the run up to Christmas. We don’t buy into that.
Things that (sometimes unreasonably) get on your nerves...hopefully lighthearted
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