We have an elf on the shelf. We tell our kids not to touch him or he’ll lose his magical powers.
They touch him anyway. But they go out of their way to touch him to see if he really loses his powers. They get a wrapping paper cardboard roll and stand on tiptoes to touch the roll to the elf.
"Nothing happened," they proclaim while laughing.
We teach them a lesson.
“Oh no,” we tell them, “you touched the elf and now he died and there won’t be any Christmas this year. I’m so sorry you made that choice.”
They don’t believe us.
While they’re fast asleep, we put Chucky in their bedroom. When they wake screaming, we tell them that the elf came back from hell to watch over them.
Sometimes, you have to teach your kids a lesson.
Hahahahahahah. Just kidding. Or am I?