Dadchester

Disclaimer: I am a dad living in Westchester, New York. The names of all people, but not all places, have been changed to protect the innocent and me from the glares of my neighbors who are definitely not reading this blog.  On Sunday, there is sheep sheering at Muscoot Farms at noon. I will not be attending as it is Mother's Day, and I'm splitting my time celebrating the mother of my children, who doesn't know if she's free that day, and my actual mother (massages for my wife and brunch for the woman who brought me into this world). However, if I had my druthers, if I had a choice, I would choose to go to Muscoot with its two tractors for kids to pose for pictures on, to relive the moments I spent with my oldest child,  staring at horses, donkeys, and chickens. Sometimes we'd argue about whether or not a cow can have horns, or whether that just made them bulls (I still don't know the answer. I should probably look that up).  When I think about the summer, I oft...