Bobble Breakdown

I packed the bobbleheads up after Nathan went to bed last night, and loaded them in the car. I bet Uncle Joe didn't even make it out of the subdivision before Nathan realized that his bobbles were missing. I was looking forward to having a bobble-free week, but it didn't work out as expected. We left three bobbles here, thinking that would be enough to tide him over. I was wrong. Nathan asked me about the missing bobbles numerous times and made me look for them in all their usual hangouts. I explained that they were in the car with Uncle Joe, but that's not the answer he wanted. I don't know which was worse, explaining the missing bobbles over and over or just moving them around all over the house. Grandpa felt so sorry for him that he gave him a brand new box that he had been saving. When Nathan saw the new box, his eyes lit up and he immediately asked me to open it. I did, and he broke the first one within five minutes.