A full moon. On the wall.
The rest of the galaxy on the ceiling.
A salt rock light.
Spa music to set the tone.
Proper bedding. Namely pinky, bluey, and the Disney souvenir blanket.
A dream catcher.
More mood lighting.
A shit-ton of giant-eyed stuffed animals, not to be confused with regular stuffed animals (plenty of them also), because these are “sniffers.” They sniff you to wake you up in the morning. After they sing the Good Morning song.
A zebra pillow. And Lamby.
So the girl is ultimately buried in a sea of toys under a starry sky, in a fully lit room
Even Mr. Big Bear is ashamed of what it takes to get this one girl in bed.