Sterling’s lap was a 7.5 today. Good height, good warmth, but his talking never stops, even when he’s just muttering to himself about ‘angles.’ Tommy’s lap is always a 10, but he wasn’t available. Frankie gave me a piece of his bagel, so I snuck a quick snooze near his feet. Heard Jon yelling about people being soft. He's not wrong, a good nap helps with that.