As you can see, he takes a lot of stuff in the crib with him.
Young Sam takes kind of a pharoanic approach to going to bed, so there's usually a menagerie of stuffed animals, trucks and trains, books, an instrument or two, and, as documented in the first photo, snacks.
Pretzels, to be precise. Somehow, they help him get to sleep.
And if we've learned anything in 22 months, it's to go with what works. Besides, it would be ridiculous to put a turkey dinner in there with him.
What I can't figure out is why he's afraid of religious statues and mannequins and not that creepy, fixed-smile, frog in overalls looming in the background.
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