Hurricane Hannah

The weekend is over and time to clean up. We kept our youngest granddaughter from Friday night until last night. She is so full of life and wonderment. She is 2 and keeps us laughing at her antics. She is not destructive but after she has been here it is like a whirling dervish has gone through the house (hence the name Hurricane Hannah). She has one drawer in the kitchen I have allowed her to play in but she tries to get in them all. She opens them one at a time to see if I'm watching and attempts to take something out of each one. If she sees me looking at her, she will say,"not mine" knowing full well she's not to be in that drawer. I really don't mind cleaning up after her because she is such a joy to have around (as is her older sister - Haley). Haley by the way spent Friday with us but decided to stay w/her Aunt T after the game Saturday. So, it is time to wash measuring cup/spoons(if I can find all of them), small pots and other small items from the kitchen, pick up from under all furniture. When the house become this messed up by us(not that we pull out items like this to play with) it seems to be a chore to straighten but when done by grandchildren, it's not a hassle to clean, why is that?