Oh, the other thing - Julie needs to stop drinking sugar water because her teeth are falling apart, and what does she do about this? Just stop drinking juice? No, let's put 10 unnecessary steps in front of the "just don't put juice in your mouth" directive so it never happens! Julie, you don't need grandma to give you permission, to let you clean the fridge your way so she can buy you bottled water, so you can have those bottles in the fridge, so you don't have as many cavities from not brushing your teeth.
You live in a first world country with potable water coming out of every tap and pipe in your house. Water comes from the sink. Put it in a fucking glass and transport that free water into your mouth instead of juice. Want that water cold? Guess what? You can stick that same free water into the fridge, OR even put that free water in the freezer, and then mix the new, free frozen water with sink water. Bam! Cold water. For free. No permission, no epic spergy hours long "cleaning" session that will fuck up everything, no asking grandma to buy you bottled water, no need to find room in the fridge for the water to be cold. Stop. Making. Shit. Complicated.
God, I'm starting to understand why Daddy Terryberry had so many rules for her with food. Without explicit guidelines she probably drove him up the walls 24/7. She's like a fat, adult sized infant with 'tard strength who would die in a matter of hours without help eating, drinking, eliminating, and bathing. She somehow manages to sleep without specific instruction, which I guess we can count as a blessing.
