In the weeks leading up to Christmas, I get all nostalgic and start pulling out old ornaments, CDs and decorations that bring back memories of my childhood. My kids usually get all excited too when these items emerge. They know that Santa is coming and along with it, visits from relatives and friends. They also know that during the holidays, their mom will soon start singing to herself and hugging everyone around her. Then it happens. Well, it happened to me the other day. After playing an Elvis Presley Christmas CD and humming “I’ll have a blue, blue, blue, blue Christmas” to myself, I look around and see my daughter shaking her head in the corner. She’s covering her eyes. And it hits me- again. I’m turning into my mother. I embarrass my children without even trying. I love you, mom, but I never thought this would happen.