Growing up, my dad wasn't big on mushy stuff; hugs were brief, and 'I love you' was often replaced with a nod.

But then I realized, every time he quietly fixed my bike, mowed the lawn without being asked, or just sat with me when I was down, he was speaking volumes.

I asked my dad what his favorite 'dad power' was, expecting him to say fixing cars or grilling perfect burgers.

He just smiled and said, 'It's knowing exactly when you need a quiet hug, and when you need a ridiculously bad pun to make you smile.' And honestly, he's never been wrong.

For Father's Day, I told my dad he could be in charge of absolutely everything.

He immediately adjusted the thermostat, offered unsolicited grilling tips, and then looked at me and said, 'Hi son, I'm dad!'

My dad's idea of retirement is

spending 40 hours a week in the garage, but now he's getting paid in satisfaction instead of a paycheck.