Another Day, Another Blond Moment

The blond twin was putting her dishes in the dishwasher after breakfast when I said her name loudly.  She completely ignored me -- shocking, I know that a child would ignore her mother.  She had her not-quite-empty juice glass in her hand.  As she started to turn over the glass, I saw Oreo licking the inside of the dishwasher door.
I was just a step or two away from being able to pull the dog away from the dishwasher when she poured a bit of her juice on his head.  I said, "Really?  Didn't you see the dog licking the dishwasher door?"
She said, "No, but now he'll smell good."  I just sighed and tried to get the juice off his head.  She smiled and ran upstairs to brush her teeth.
I know it's a negative stereotype, but some days she is just so very, very blond.