“Yea, I know he’s there and I don’t care,”
My daughter is not happy and does not care who knows it. I fear we are on out last year of Santa manipulation-never mind the magic of the holiday……
She knows. In fact, I think she has known since the second grade when the little brat with the green mohawk( in the middle of a New England November!) told her-and everyone else in the class one day at recess.
Miserable little shit.
So I try to extend the manipula……um, magic for one more year.
My nine year old son still believes (my wife and I try very hard to not let him grow up beyond his age) and the Elf on the Shelf was this past season’s highlight for us. To see the absolute joy in his innocence in believing a magical elf finds a new place to appear every morning was a time I will never forget and treasure beyond words.
So sorry to read that some kid has spoiled it for you.