So, there’s this “Elf” thing going around this Christmas. Parents get this small stuffed elf who sits on a shelf. So, the elf has a name and the kids are told he is Santa’s helper and he’s watching you. Don’t touch him. Now, each day the elf is in a different place in the house…always watching the kids.
Okay. So, now my oldest son tells his mom that he thinks it would be a good idea to get an elf…for “the kid.” “But, we don’t have any kid at home,” I tell her. “Maybe you don’t,” she responds.
“Maybe, you don’t?” What is that? What’s she saying…? Naw, she wouldn’t be…me, a kid…naw, that’s not it…no way! She wouldn’t…or would she?