You know like what the song said, the one that gets past Saturday. Saturday kind of love is for show but Sunday kind of love is for keeps. I want all my Sundays to be with you and our son. I want us to chase after our little boy until I get tired and let you do all the running. I won’t have to think of what to cook because it is Sunday and we can always order in or have something to go. If it’s summer, we can go for a picnic and drive somewhere nice and green. If it’s winter, we can always stay under the sheets and pretend that we are in a hotel. I hope you’ll let me and our son eat on the bed. If we make a mess, you can clean it up after. I want our Sundays to be lazy because we are going to be working so hard during the week and the next day will be a Monday. And the Sunday kind of love will have to wait again for another week. But that’s okay because the Sunday kind of love makes you okay to wait for it.