He sat down next to her and opened the basket while Aubrey tugged on his hair. "We have... soup... and sandwiches... and cheese... and bread..."
He looked up in surprise, a small flush on his cheeks. "I'm sorry it's not more, but I have some coffee in here too. And some cream. And sugar. And water."
"Good," he said, bouncing Aubrey on his lap as he opened a jar of applesauce. "I'm glad to hear it. Are you hungry?"