An unfortunate case of the giggles

Have you ever got a case of uncontrolable giggles?

I would imagine that many of you have. It is fun, and feels good, if it happens in the right place.

I can tell you one of the NOT right places is in sacrament meeting, where I got mine a few weeks ago.

I am telling this now, because even today, just the sight of the young man passing sacrament who is part of this story caused me to smile.

A few weeks ago, we were reverently sitting, waiting for our turn at the bread. I wasn't finding anything particularly amusing at this point, but that is what is so funny about a fit of the giggles.

They strike you unawares.

Ava was sitting on the floor in front of me, and when the tray of bread came our way, she stood up right as the young man who was holding it passed it to me. This caused him to tag her in the side of the head with it.

See, here I am, giggling already.

I really don't know what was so funny about this; maybe Ava completly ignoring the whole thing, or the look of "oops" on the young man's face. I don't know. But this was when I started chuckeling.

Then, as I took the tray from his hands, I met his eyes, and he saw me starting to laugh. He smiled, and I looked away.

Only to hit the other side of Ava's head with the same tray.

That was it. I lost it.

I looked up at the young man to see if he had seen what I did, he had, and he was stifiling his giggles as well.

After that, I couldn't stop. I did it quietly, but I laughed until I had tears in my eyes.

My poor family didn't know what was going on, just looked at me like I had gone crazy. The only person who understood my situation was the young man, Jesse.

I continued to try to stop laughing for almost the whole sacrement meeting. Just when I thought I had gotten control over it, I started laughing. Again.

So today, when Jesse passed us by with the tray of bread, I smiled to myself.

No Ava heads were harmed during the making of this giggle fest. She didn't even seem to notice what was going on.

Even funnier.