My grandson is not at all happy with the Elf on the Shelf. His father has him fully convinced that there are all sorts of cameras hidden inside Christmas decorations and the live feed is going somewhere and it will be forwarded to his father and grandfather.
I was confused when he called me from school today and asked me what color Tee-shirt he had slept in last night. I said “How on earth would I know what you were wearing to bed. I was not there.”
“So, you mean Grandpa didn’t show you?”
“Grandpa has no idea what you wore to bed.” I was quite certain with my tone.
“Doesn’t the elf report every day?”
“Oh, well I know nothing about elves on shelves. I know your Dad has that one camera. I don’t know why or what it does, and we only get the pictures of you that you give us or you have us take.”
“Yes, I know nothing about all the other. I am guessing that Grandma’s have no need to know. Your presents from me have nothing to do with elves. Perhaps this is something you can talk to that Santa Claus person about.”