Afflicted by the dreaded "Church Giggles"

So. I learned something today. I learned that no matter how old you get, how serious you are, how open your heart is, you will never be immune to certain... afflictions.

Case in point: the "Church Giggles". I'm sitting in church this morning and the pastor begins to pray. I'm all serious-ish and praying when suddenly, from my left, I hear the tiniest giggle. I open my eyes and glance at my niece. She's sitting there, head bowed, eyes closed. I closed my eyes. I hear it again. I glance over, and true to any twelve year old, she is giggling, just a little bit. I elbow her, and she looks up at me. For a few seconds, she's good. Then she giggles again, a bit louder. Oh, no, I think. Not this. She's trying to be quiet, but she's just tickled. It's pretty distracting, and after a minute, I can't help but grin. Ohhh, noooo... I'm on the verge of catching poor Becky's giggles, and I do NOT want to do that... Then it hits. She's doing that trying-to-be-quiet-while-laughing-hysterically-and-failing-miserably laugh, and I'm taking deep breaths, swallowing, anything to not laugh and I'm still laughing.

What's funny, you ask? Does it really matter? The point is, you're in church. You're not supposed to giggle or laugh during prayer or preaching or anything else. Therefore, you must.
If any of you have not had the church giggles (or its close relative, the funeral giggles), then you haven't been to church enough!