For Father's Day, I cooked my dad a special meal and asked if he was ready to eat.

He looked at me, smiled, and said, 'Ready? No, I'm Dad!'

I was going through some old family photos with my dad on Father's Day

and he pointed to a picture of me as a kid and said, 'You know, this is my favorite photo of you – it's the only one where you're not asking me for money.'

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 got my dad a new smart thermostat for Father's Day, hoping it would make his life easier.

He just set it to 72 degrees, then looked at me and said, 'Now that's what I call a *degree* of comfort!'