After some gratuitous use of the word "unfair" and even more tears of frustration Madison finally came to the conclusion (after being sent to her room until she is ready to talk) that throwing a fit over something she cannot change is not going to solve the problem.
It is simple math. There are 3 pieces of bread. Emilee has 2. That leaves one piece for Madison. Mind you, Madison was still in bed when Emilee made her two pieces of toast but gladly offered Madison one of her halves of toast so that they would both have 1 and a half pieces of toast.
And now she is sitting in the kitchen singing to herself. Maybe Madison will put her drama skills to good use this fall when she goes back to The Village Theatre.
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