Stop the presses!

Tom ditches a press conference! To shop. But for his daughter! For his daughter.

As he stuffed layette after layette into a bag, Tom said through gritted teeth, "See! I . . . love . . . my . . . daughter. I love her! And she's mine! My daughter! I'm buying her these clothes! I . . . I . . .What does a guy have to do to get his credibility back?"

And then weeping was heard.