Okay, I admit it.  It’s my issue.  Millions of people love the Christmas sensation known as Elf On the Shelf.  I just can’t get there.  Maybe it’s because I don’t like the idea of dolls coming to life in my house while I’m sleeping. Maybe it’s because I’ve watched too many scary movies.   Maybe I’m just a Scrooge.  

If you’ve never heard of it, Elf On the Shelf has taken the country by storm as a beloved holiday tradition.  Here’s the deal.  You buy the book and the creepy elf doll.  You read the book to your kids.  Then the elf doll kicks into full surveillance mode and rats out your kids to Santa whenever they’re being naughty.  That’s right.  He’s a North Pole informant, part of Kris Kringle’s secret police.

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