I asked my dad what he truly wanted for Father's Day this year.

He said, 'Just an uninterrupted afternoon in the garage to finally sort those screws by size and thread.'

My dad spent Father's Day by the grill, meticulously turning burgers and hot dogs.

When I asked if everything was ready, he just gave me a thumbs up and said, 'It's not just ready, it's grill-iant!'

For Father's Day, we told my dad he could completely relax, and we'd handle the backyard BBQ from start to finish.

He just smiled, handed us the tongs, and then spent the next hour hovering exactly three feet away, offering 'suggestions' on flame control.

For Father's Day, we asked my dad what his ultimate dream gift would be.

He said, 'An uninterrupted hour in the garage, finally organizing all these loose screws into their correct bins.'