Today's nap was... fine. I tried Sterling's lap again, since Tommy was busy with the big screen noises. Sterling’s still a 7.5. Too much talking, even when his fingers were nice and still. I heard Frankie talking about "2026" again, making weird noises. But then Preston said "walk" and I almost launched myself right off Sterling's knee. Good thing it was just pretend. Not a perfect nap, but I got some good dreams in.