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

My dad's idea of a perfect Father's Day morning isn't breakfast in bed...

It's being the first one awake to admire the flawless stripes he mowed into the lawn *yesterday*.

I got my dad a smart thermostat for Father's Day, thinking it would put an end to our ongoing temperature wars.

Now he just remotely adjusts the temperature from his phone and sends me a text that says, 'You're welcome, I've optimized the climate.'

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.