Judging by the determination with which Amelia has taken on her recent quest to pull up on anything and everything she can reach, I've determined that all she wants for Christmas is to stand upright.
Sadly, though I think she might be able to set her sights on cruising by then, I think she's got many more months to go before she's ready to take her first steps.
However, it being so close to Christmas I let all of the kids spend over half the day in the living room, making trouble in the midst of holiday cheer. Once she laid eyes on the magical twinkling monstrosity in the far corner, she just couldn't keep away.
Perhaps now all of her immediate desires would be fulfilled if- instead- she could only get her hands on that tree.