An almost normal Sunday

A couple of things about yesterday might make it distinct from a Sunday we might have in Australia.

For example, we rode to church. I've told you that before, though. Our church doesn't have a car park (US=parking lot). So it is either ride or walk.

On the way home we got caught in a short, heavy shower on the way home from church. I was riding too fast approaching a small t-intersection when I saw a delivery truck approaching from the right. I braked hard as I went round the corner and the bike lost traction and slid out from underneath me. Thankfully I was able to leap free of my bike and land on my feet. I'm also thankful that I didn't make contact with the truck! It was pretty stupid, though. I was already soaked, riding fast didn't make any difference except to make me liable to have an accident! And now my knee, that was already causing me some discomfort, is aching even more.

We had our usual Sunday lunch of noodles: udon and ramen (a.k.a. "two minute noodles"), all eaten with chopsticks, but there the similarity with the way Japanese eat these noodles ends. The boys usually put cheese, tomato sauce (US=ketchup), corn, and ham on their noodles and we don't eat them with the soup that usually accompanies them in a restaurant. Don't tell any Japanese people, they might be very shocked! It is kind of like them putting seaweed on a Vegemite sandwich!

After lunch we all had SQUIRT time (this is a standard Sunday feature).

Later in the afternoon the boys started to get a bit too much: pillow fights, wrestling, etc., in our tiny lounge room. They obviously needed to get some energy out, so I booted them out onto the street! Instead of going down to the local park they chose to time each other running around our tiny block (about 18 houses). That did the job and by the time they came back in they'd calmed down a lot. I didn't send them into our backyard. For a couple of reasons:

1. Our backyard isn't much bigger than our lounge room. There is no way they could get all the energy out that they needed to, in our back yard.
2. It is mosquito infested. There must be someone nearby breeding mosquitoes, because out there, they bite you through clothing, I'm convinced they even like mosquito repellant cream. And then they sit on your clothes and come inside and torment us for the rest of the evening. The backyard is a bad place in summer! 

So what do you do on an ordinary Sunday? Do you have a standard meal that you eat? Do you/did you take your kids to the park? Or play a game in the backyard?