When we lived in Florida, Annette and I would travel to the Orlando Temple at least once each month. For most of these trips, we would go to Orlando and back home in one day. We would drive directly to the temple. One of us would go in to do an endowment session. The other would take the kids to a nearby McDonald's to play in the PlayPlace. Then, we would meet for lunch and swap. So that both of us were able to do an endowment session while the other waited at McDonald's. Then, we would drive back to Tallahassee.
One Saturday morning, we got up at 4:00 a.m. to drive to the temple. It must have been after Allyn was born because we got dressed without turning on the light because we did not want to wake up the baby. We got everyone in the car and left for the temple.
We had been on the road for about 40 minutes and I had to go to the bathroom. We stopped at the Rest Area along I-10 (i.e., Monticello I-10 Eastbound Rest Area). I eased out of the car and closed the car door quietly because we did not want to wake up the kids.
I hurried into the Men's room and stepped up to the urinal. However, I could not find the opening in the front of my underwear so that I could do my business. It turned out that I had put my underwear on backward while getting dressed in the dark after taking my shower.
I had to go into a stall and get undressed so that I could remove my underwear and put them on frontwards. When I finally got back to the car, Annette asked, "What took so long?" I said, "you are never going to believe this..." Then, I told her the story and we had a good laugh.
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