“That is it, I need that damn Elf now!!” That was me the other night after my girls were again having their 1,234,567,890 meltdown of the day. It was bedtime and of course that meant they had to get one last temper tantrum in for good measure.
At this point, I was so down and out and of course ready for the day to indeed be over. I finally caved and thought that even Santa Claus wasn’t cutting it. That’s right, I tried using any form of threat, including the good old Santa warning that sounded something like this, “Santa’s watching and isn’t going to bring you any toys if you keep screaming, especially that EasyBake Oven.”
Guess what it didn’t work, because they were just plain tired. Anyone who has little kids knows over-tired and bedtime is is a recipe for disaster. Add a mother who isn’t feeling well and just wanting to collapse to that mix, as well as a father who wants to sit down to watch TV after working all day; so tensions were definitely heightened around these parts at this point.
So what is a mom to do? This one bemoans that she needs a damn little Elf to help out with the situation. Yes, most already know where I am going with this post with The Elf on the Shelf. So, I will not bore the reader with the background story on the Elf on the Shelf. If for some reason, you have been living under a rock, you can read all about it here.
Now let me be clear we have had this Elf since Emma’s first Christmas back in 2009, before it was even a fad or huge hit with the masses. This was also before it was a slimmer and the more plastic version and Grandma bought for Emma. Sorry even though this is not the new hip version, I am not spending any more money on an elf that gets used for a month out of the year (Ok mom guilt running high, but not that high!). But anyways, take a guess though how many times I moved that damn Elf each Christmas before this that I put it out.
You guessed it. Zero times!! I am the least creative and laziest person with stuff like this and then of course I have read and heard the many varied stories of how others come up with these grand plans of moving this little elf every night for a month (yeah way to make me feel like the world’s worst mom of the year). There are even whole posts (my favorite is here and see why Jen went viral with this awesome nugget) dedicated on just how this Elf got moved yet again and who made their Elf do some zany activity like make a huge mess by breaking dishes or dirtying plates/cups, drawing on walls, and my personal favorite (I overheard this classy concoction in the supermarket) putting dirt in the toilet bowl (seriously I loathe and detest cleaning the toilet bowl and now I have to do it one more time than I normally would!).
My first thought when I read stuff like this in the past is, “What kind of sadist, nut job does this crap?” And even better, I have thought, “Why make a mess?” Do you know how many messes a day I clean up with two beastly little girls and a husband who gives just as wonderful directions as Frasier, but doesn’t move a muscle to clean said mess up (yes I swear to god my father-in-law called him this when we first started dating and no truer words could have been uttered)? Seriously, too many to even count anymore. Why the hell would I want to start my day off with one more mess to have clean up?
The answer to this supposedly is that I want to have a few days of sanity with my kids not acting up and or being little beasts (hey a girl can dream), but could an Elf really do the trick? Well, it looks like I am willing to find out, but I promise you this I will not be making any real messes that yours truly will have to indeed clean up, because as much as I value peace and quiet, even more I value not giving myself anymore work than is necessary either. Also, it won’t be really all that creative, because I don’t have enough time in the day to come up with these types plans of grandeur for our elf, plus my kids are only 2 and 3 years old respectively (I am so thankful that they are this little and are still easily amused).
Meet our Elf, who has been named Gingerbread by our own Emma and game on folks (at least for the next month)!!
By the way, if you too do Elf On the Shelf in your home, hit me up with some of your ideas in the comment section. This momma could use some inspiration, but please nothing too difficult or messy, because I will probably zone out or at least roast you on the next post about this!! No seriously just joking, all your stories are welcome.
By the way, if you were curious what I was asking Santa to bring me this year, please go visit, The Mom of Year’s Blog today here today to see what yours truly asked from Santa.
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