Cancer Survivor, writing about Health and Fitness as you age

Liam has the habit of asking "Why?" for everything he comes across. Why, who, what... Lucas never asked questions, so maybe Liam is making up for it? I can't get a break from the questions, you know, where you answer the question and then his response is "Why?" and so on and so on.  It's like he's creating fishbone diagrams in his head.  Sad to say, sometimes I get so tired of answering that I just don't answer or I give a "That's just how it is" answer.  Many parents of pre-schoolers and beyond would be familiar with this phenomenon.  Here are just a few of the questions I answer on a daily basis: (and the fact that I've answered them once doesn't preclude me having to answer them again...and again) Why do I have to wash the soap off? Why does it rain? Will the thunder fall on my head? Why can't we hit the big truck? Why do we have to put gas (in the car) ? Why can't I peel it (the paint in the garage) off? W...

Now I've always assumed that in polite society "people" are not going to ask certain questions, like "Are you going to have another baby?". I am constantly amazed that people feel that they know me well enough to ask me that question. I think they confuse friendliness with being friends. I was at a birthday party with Lucas and one of the other moms I'd literally just met, asked me that. Well, as you can imagine, my mind boggled with all the potential answers, none of them designed to be kind to the questioner. In the end, I did what I always do, I made some non-committal answer and turned the question back to her. I mean, who knows what I could have been going through! (I thought about bursting out crying at the question..) I have resigned myself to the fact that this is my peer group and since I don't want to alienate the parents of my son's friends, I will conform to the group's norms (meaning I won't shock them into beating a hasty ret...