Wednesday, 29 November 2017

We Need To Talk About The Elf....


Firstly, I just want to make it clear that I absolutely LOVE Christmas, it really is my favourite time of year.

I love everything about it, from decorating the Christmas tree, filling the house with gingerbread scented candles, and strings of fairy lights. Choosing and wrapping presents, ALL the Christmas films, but especially the rubbish made for TV ones on Netflix! Festive food and drink and browsing Christmas markets. Markets where you find yourself forking out £4 for a cup of mulled wine that you don't even like, but drink anyway because hey it's festive!

I love the Christmas traditions that we have continued from when I was a child, like a family walk, new P's and watching 'It's A Wonderful Life' To the new traditions hat we have formed; such as Christmas Eve boxes, 'Tracking Santa' and our family and friends getting together in the local pub. Before walking home to put a carrot out for Rudolph, and a glass of Baileys for Father Christmas.

Oh how could I forget a Christmas Baileys? You can't put up the Christmas tree in our house without a Christmas film on the TV, and a big glass of Baileys it's the festive law. Another thing I never drink at any other time of year, but for some reason must have at Christmas!

I try to do everything I can to make it special, and put a huge amount of pressure on myself to try and make it  'perfect'  for everyone. Why I do that? Well that's probably a therapy session I can't afford right now because, you know it's Christmas.....

However there's one thing I just can't get on board with.

The Elf On The Shelf.

I know, I know! This possibly makes me a terrible parent as it seems most people LOVE him, and really enjoy doing it, and I get that to younger children especially, he must bring great excitement every morning seeing what mischief he's been up to.



Not this much, hopefully.