The kids were safely snuggled into their seat belts as we drove away from the restaurant outside of Boise. As we entered the freeway, Son #2 drifted gently to sleep lulled by the sound of the tires on the concrete. Son #1 stared out the window and watched the cars pass by in the fast lane. I fiddled with the dials on the radio as my husband turned on cruise control.
Once we settled into a comfortable speed, my husband struck up a conversation about semi trucks with Son #1. They talked about various semi truck tractors and the types of trailers they were hauling. Son #1 had a million questions to ask. "Why are there flaps sticking out of the back of that trailer?"
"The flaps help reduce air turbulence behind the trailer and makes it more aerodynamic. It helps the truck get better fuel mileage."
"Oh!" Son #1 said thoughtfully. Then, he asked again. "How do they keep the big stuff from falling off the flat bed?"
"The truck driver straps it down. Do you see all those straps?" My husband pointed to the straps holding down the over sized equipment on the flat bed trailer.
"Yeah." Son #1 replied.
"The driver has to make sure all those straps are tight and secure before he can drive down the road." My husband explained.
"Oh. That's cool." Son #1 said as he peered out the window. Silence followed for some time. We listened to the music on the radio. Fields of onions, potatoes, and alfalfa stretched on for miles across the agricultural landscape. Soon, we passed another truck and trailer. Son #1 stared at the trailer's Great Dane logo. "I wonder how many dogs are in that truck?"
"Huh?" My husband responded. He glanced at the trailer and laughed. "Oh. There's no dogs in that trailer. That's just the name of the trailer company."
"What?!? There's no dogs in that trailer?!?" Son #1 echoed in amusement. "That doesn't make any sense! Then, why did they name it after a dog?!?"