She thinks she is big

My little Anna bug had only been crawling for about 2 days when she figured out that she could pull herself up to a stand...using anything around her to steady herself. She pulls herself to a stand in her crib, on my pant legs, on anything resembling a box, and of course the coffee table. She cruises around the furniture with no problems and loves every minute. The problem is that she can't always figure out how to get down. Yesterday she pulled herself up to the TV, and I proceeded to tell her no (a word that she knows well, and is not very fond of). She looked at me with this face......and great big crocodile tears to boot. Seriously...I am in trouble with this one.

P.S. Don't mind the dust and the lovely carpet. We are FINALLY remodeling the front room. A fun little challenge with a crawling baby. I get the house in order, Trav comes home and destroys it some more. Trav called me at work the other night and I asked what Anna had eaten for dinner. He casually replied "Green beans, peaches, and (without a break in his voice) a little sheetrock." Oh, joy.