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I Take My Toddler On Long Hauls—But Last Week He Said Something That Stopped Me Cold
I’ve been hauling freight since I was nineteen, and when daycare costs started draining my paycheck faster than diesel, I made a choice. I buckled a car seat into the rig, packed up some snacks, and took my son Micah on the road with me.
He’s two now—sharp as a tack, headstrong as a bull, and better at radio checks than some rookie drivers I’ve trained. Not everyone gets it, but the road is his playground. He loves the vibrations, the way we chase the sun across the sky, and the endless hum of tires on asphalt. Honestly? I think the rhythm calms us both.
