{"id":1000,"date":"2010-11-29T10:47:27","date_gmt":"2010-11-29T15:47:27","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/stories.daddytales.com\/?p=1000"},"modified":"2010-11-29T10:47:27","modified_gmt":"2010-11-29T15:47:27","slug":"shelf-the-elf","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/2010\/11\/29\/shelf-the-elf\/","title":{"rendered":"Shelf the Elf"},"content":{"rendered":"

A couple years back, someone sent us the “Elf on the Shelf.” If you’re not familiar with this, it’s a toy elf that you put on the shelf. The idea is that it’s watching and reporting back to Santa each night.<\/p>\n

I’m not a huge fan of the whole Orwellian Christmas thing, but the kids love trying to find the Elf each morning. They named it Willie Bob Nice, and it re-appears each Christmas. This year it showed up in the Christmas tree the night after we decorated it.<\/p>\n

Sunday evening, however, I encountered a problem. I walked into the living room and found my oldest son sitting in the dark and whispering up to Willie Bob Nice.<\/p>\n

“What are you doing?” I asked.<\/p>\n

“Telling him what I want for Christmas,” he answered. “He’ll let Santa know.”<\/p>\n

Hmm… Not real sure what to do with this one, especially after the Tooth Fairy incident.<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

My oldest started out this Christmas season by tossing down a gauntlet. He doesn’t know that he has, but that doesn’t matter. What matters is that his parents somehow rise to the challenge. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[118],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1000","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-daddytales-c"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6DpYi-g8","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1000","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1000"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1000\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1000"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1000"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1000"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}