It's 3am, do you know where Elf on the Friggin Shelf is?

Christmas elves. What to say. Ah yes!  In a word, exhausting.  Every night you have to remain awake longer than your children so that you can switch up its position from the previous day "undetected" by the Santa believers still existing in the house.  (It's a long story, and one that I am sure is better told in the afternoon as opposed to now, the middle of the night).  Elf on the Shelf.....worse than having a newborn as they cause you to wake at 3 am in a virtual panic when your sleeping mind suddenly discovers that it never remembered to "move" the Elf on the Shelf hours earlier.  It's the same panic you felt when you awoke at 3 a.m. because your sleeping mind believed you left your baby in a store somewhere while you shopped your ass off.  Something like that.