For Father's Day, I surprised my dad with a lavish home-cooked meal, hoping for a heartfelt reaction.

He took one look at the plate and said, 'Well hello there, delicious... I'm Dad!'

I once asked my dad for directions, and he told me, 'Just keep going straight until you know you're lost, then you're probably close.'

I used to think he just had a terrible sense of direction, but now I realize he was teaching me that even when I feel a little lost, he's always my true north.

We asked my dad what his ultimate Father's Day gift would be.

He said, 'A quiet hour in the garage, just me and my labeling machine, finally organizing all those unlabeled containers of miscellaneous hardware.'

I asked my dad what his perfect Father's Day morning would be

and he said 'waking up to a quiet house, a full tank of gas in the lawn mower, and no one asking me to fix anything'