This is truly a "Sunday" saying. I was a preacher's kid. I was not a sit still child. That squirmy disease children have was not lost on me. I have never been able to sit still, even now, I squirm.
And so when my father would call from the pulpit, in the middle of one of his sermons, "Judith!" I knew I was in big trouble, and would get it when we got home.
I used to hate that!