He is resting on his laurels.

All the laurels belong to him.

King Anius here, enwreath'd with laurel spray, / the priest of Phoebus meets us on the way; / with joy at once he recognised again / his friend Anchises of an earlier day. / And joining hands in fellowship, each fain / to show a friendly heart the palace-halls we gain.

Don't rest on your laurels!

Do you hear Yanny or Laurel?

We must not rest on our laurels!

Tom is resting on his laurels.

Laurel leaf tea is said to fight insomnia.

Do you know of a dish that has laurel leaves in it?

As is commonly known, the smarter person is the one to give in first. That's easier for an adult to do than for a teenager. You won't be crowned with laurels for winning a fight with your own child.