My dad said he didn't need a thing for Father's Day this year.

But then he added, 'Unless you happen to know where my *other* tape measure is. The good one.'

I got my dad a smart thermostat for Father's Day, thinking it would finally put an end to his temperature tinkering.

Now he just complains that the algorithm isn't as good as his instincts.

My dad's love language is apparently 'home improvement projects'

because this Father's Day, he's 'hammering' home the point that I'm helping him finish the deck... again.

My dad spent all Saturday in the garage, and when I asked him what he was working on, he said

nothing, just maintaining a 20-year relationship with his toolbox