Apparently, my Elf on the Shelf would give Chucky a run for his money. I'm pretty sure he's possessed, and in all honesty, he suits my family just fine. This little effer ran off one night with my damn camera, and when he showed up the next morning, I couldn't believe the things he had done. He and I had to have a little talk afterwards, which is when he explained to me the true meaning behind why Elf on the Shelf is so mischievous...
him. I just flipped to the next picture on the camera...
|We Need an Intervention Elf|
Your Elf on the Shelf lashes out and wreaks havoc because they are seeking attention. Born in a cold factory, on an assembly line, they quickly realize that there are millions of them and not a single one is unique. They set out to create their own path, search for who they truly are, and along that journey they push their limits to see who in their life truly cares about them. The Elf on the Shelf isn't mischievous and playful- he's crying out for someone to help him figure out who he is on the inside, and what makes him different from all of the other elves that came from the same assembly line. He is simply trying to find his place in this huge, cookie-cutter world.
As Elf told me the true story behind his kind, tears rolled down my face. I didn't know the reason why Elf was such a bad seed, but I made it my personal goal to do whatever I needed to help him. I leaned down, picked him up, and gave him a hug. That's when The Ginger snapped this picture...
(Update: We've been nominated for Baby Rabies Inappropriate Elf contest! WOOO HOOO! Can't wait to see if we're one of the winners. Head to her site and see how things are coming along!)