Ah, Christmas Eve—a time when the world seems to pause, covered in the glow of twinkling lights and the anticipation of what tomorrow brings. It’s a night of stockings hung with care, last-minute wrapping, and that one nagging question: Have I been naughty or nice?

The truth is, the line between the two is blurrier than we like to admit. As kids, it felt black and white—be nice, get presents; be naughty, get coal. But as adults, “naughty” and “nice” take on a more nuanced meaning. Is it naughty to put yourself first once in a while, to say ‘no’ when you’re overwhelmed? Or is it actually the nicest thing you can do for your own sanity?

We often think being “nice” means people-pleasing, doing what’s expected. But what if being truly nice means showing up authentically, even if that means ruffling a few feathers? I think back to all the times I played Santa, even while feeling like the Grinch inside, because that’s what I was “supposed” to do. I wonder now—was that actually being nice to myself or others?

On the other hand, being “naughty” often gets a bad rap. Isn’t there something deliciously freeing about letting loose a little? In the end, maybe the holiday spirit isn’t so much about separating the two but embracing the balance. We all deserve a bit of coal for those petty moments, and a pile of presents for when we showed love or care in our own way.

So, as we sit by the fire this Christmas Eve, let’s toast to being both naughty and nice—because we’re human, and that’s the gift that keeps on giving. The real magic comes from embracing every part of who we are and celebrating it, quirks and all.