A young boy named Vasya lived in a small Russian town 20 years ago. He was a gentle and curious child who enjoyed exploring his environment. Vasya’s favorite dish, however, was the thick and sweet semolina porridge that his mother,  prepared for him each week. Vasya’s eyes lit up every time mom made semolina porridge. He would anxiously sit at the kitchen table, waiting for the porridge to be prepared.

Vasya would dig in with his spoon as soon as his mother placed a bowl in front of him, quickly finishing it. But Vasya’s love for semolina porridge didn’t stop there. He was continually asking for more, pleading with his mother to give him seconds. He even requested her to prepare it more frequently and add more sugar and milk to make it even creamier.

Mom could not say no to her son. She adored him and wanted nothing more than to see him happy. So she always caved in and added more ingredients to make the oatmeal even more delicious. Can you see her in the picture?