Six was a different kind of birthday. A transition birthday. Meaning that we have no shipment yet that has tons of birthday fun toys and goodie bag stuff. Meaning that we truly live in the middle of nowhere with no car at the present moment and no way to go birthday present shopping for the gorgeous child. Meaning that popo and gong gong were not here to make the birthday super fun and much fancier than this mama ever does. Thankfully, we were still together as a family and Sojo found a remote control dune buggy one day at our small store on camp. We bought that right away, knowing that the surprise element is not that important to her. Whew!