This year, the Elf was going to eat another elf.

This year, the Elf was going to eat another elf.
Dad’s the last one left Elfie keeps going for.
Distance learning wasn’t made for children like my boy and, even when he was on task, he wasn’t actually taking in new information.
This entire process went from a minor annoyance to a major catastrophe. Suddenly the new normal today was something that would have seemed like science fiction in February.
One day without school turned into two and then three and then fifteen. Soon, no one knew what day it was, when things were going back to normal, and what exactly was happening.
Sometimes those golden sentiments of happy-happy joy-joy work in the opposite direction.
Everything started to get cancelled. Basketball, school, Tom Hanks…The sky hadn’t fallen yet. But, man, it felt like it was closing in.
Don’t let anyone tell you that you’ll have to lose them one day. You don’t have to do anything that you don’t want to.
As I frantically tried to put his clothes back on, I repeated “No, no, no,” and “we don’t take our clothes off”.