It’s cliché by now. All those more experienced mommies wagging their figurative fingers at you, telling you to enjoy every moment because after all, “The days are long but the years are short.” And it’s totally true. IT TOTALLY IS. (But it doesn’t make you feel better when you’ve already experienced a year’s worth of annoying child-caring and it’s only 9am.) Anyhow, I blinked and my baby, (not the current baby, but my baby for the last four years), Glow Worm, is now four years old. FOUR YEARS OLD. I remember when Cookie Monster (7.5) was four and I thought he was SO BIG. After all, compared to the newborn Glow Worm, he was huge. As for Gamera, I don’t recall her ever being four. I mean, obviously, she was four. (And come to think of it, it was a lot of crying. I mean, 5.75 is a lot of crying, but 4 was…