Sophie May
Right before Christmas, Aunt Madge was called away to tend to her ill husband, leaving the four Parlins and Cliffords alone. 'May I cook the dinners, and not ask Mrs. Fixfax?' begged Prudy. 'Because I really do know a great deal, Aunt Madge. You’d be surprised! I can cook cake, and pie, and biscuit, and three kinds of pudding. Please, this once, let me manage things just as I want to.' 'Just as we want to, you mean,' said Dotty. 'I can make gingerbread as well as you can.' 'And I shaked a table-cloth once,' put in Flyaway.Aunt Madge only smiled at this.