Nothing brings out the parent-war this time of year like an Elf on the Shelf. If you’re like me, your newsfeed is filled with pictures of funny and cute ideas or the opposite, obscene adult positions and scenarios elves find themselves in.I’ve seen all out twitter wars where elves are condemned as the ’emotional blackmail of lazy parents’ or ‘behavior manipulation for those unable to discipline. Karens attacking Karens and others dismissing it as childish or too much damn trouble.Me? Well I’m neutral on what others do in their homes and if they elf or not I couldn’t care less. I couldn’t care less about the Karen Wars either. But in my house? We Elf.And we Elf hard.This year we even doubled down when our Elf, Bob returned for his fifth Christmas with us with his new bride Merry… they honeymooned over the summer by the way.Why do I search new ideas for our elves online and spend time fashioning stories and scenarios to talk about? Because life is hard. People are suffering. Too many don’t have warm clothes, homes or enough to eat. The climate is in crisis, Trump is in office and I’ve become immune to sharing stories of mass shootings.I elf because my children deserve to believe in magic, I want them to believe in everything Santa as long as they can.Every morning from December 1 to 24 I listen to my 5 and 7 year old talking to themselves as they search for their elves. Even before they are out of bed they are talking about the mischief they may have gotten into. I listen to them giggle when they find them then am shocked and surprised when they drag me out of bed to see for myself.After they are in bed I get to talk to my 14 year old about what the elves will do next, or if shes busy and I’m on my own… I get to watch her roam the house to find them before she goes to bed… because heaven forbid the boys know where they are in the morning before she does.That’s Christmas magic. Those are the memories I want my children to have as they grow up and face the world. That’s they laughter I want to hear before I face my day and the last thought I have before I go to bed.I want magic in my life. I need magic in my life, I believe we all do. And if an elf or two for a few weeks helps bring that magic into my home…I will keep on Elfing as long as Christmas exists.Next year, baby elves!!!