Thomas breathed out shakily before forcing himself to smile again. "Uhm...okay, Jamie." He turned to face his son, reaching out to ruffle his hair again. "I have to tell you something though. I'm sorry, but dinner isn't going to be very big. Do you remember how the car broke down this week and I had to take it to the car doctor? That cost a lot of money and- And uhm, we can't go shopping again until I get paid next week. I'm sorry. I can make you some cheese and crackers though, okay?"