My dad's Father's Day tradition is

spending the whole day in the garage, not because he's working on a project, but because it's the one place where mom can't find him to give him a honey-do list.

My dad says his garage isn't messy; it's a carefully curated archaeological dig site.

He knows exactly where the chisel from '87 is, but can't find his car keys from five minutes ago.

I bought my dad a new grill for Father's Day, and he was so excited to show off his cooking skills.

Now he's fired up about everything, including his opinions on lawn care.

My dad said he didn't need anything for Father's Day.

Ten minutes later, I found him in the garage, 'just finishing up' a project he started back when I was in elementary school.