Suddenly seven. How did that happen? Enormous amounts of showing off, shouting and cheeky answering back are interspersed with whispering sweet nothings into Neil the cat's ear and making little houses for his toy koala. I'm trying not to get all soppy (too late), but sometimes it really is like watching the gradual slow-motion fading of childhood innocence into the fight to be tougher, harder, bigger, faster, better than anyone else. Help! I think I need a stern talking-to.