For Father's Day, I got my dad a fancy new digital thermometer for his grill, thinking it would help him achieve perfect temperatures every time.

He just glanced at it, put his hand over the flames, and said, 'Hi, hot, I'm Dad, and I can tell this isn't hot enough yet!'

My dad's friends think he's a master carpenter because of all the home improvement projects he starts

but really, he's just a master of finding creative ways to use duct tape and prayer to hold things together

I bought my dad a new smart grill for Father's Day, thinking it would take his grilling skills to the next level.

Now he just uses it to prove to the neighbors that he can cook a perfect steak at 6:04 AM.

I asked my dad to write a letter to me and my siblings for Father's Day, but with one condition: he had to write it as if it were his last piece of advice to us.

He wrote a single sentence: 'Don't forget to mow the lawn, it's supposed to rain next week.'