Two days ago my son said that he wanted to eat spaghetti. Actually, we have eaten it many times but I have never tried cooking it before. Today was the right time to prove that mum can cook (but not very well :-). I bought basic ingredients for the dish: spaghetti, butter, shrimps, tomatoes (no herbs because I know my son does not eat them). And it took me about an hour to prepare what my son likes. When enjoying it I asked him for his opinion. He said it was fine. And he ate it up, which means I succeeded. For me, success sometimes means that what I do brings happiness and satisfaction to somebody and they appreciate it. So simple.
