I decided to take my dad on a road trip for Father's Day to all the places that held special memories for him, from his childhood home to where he first met my mom.

As we drove, he turned to me and said, 'You know, I've been to all these places before, but this is the first time I've seen them through the eyes of someone who loves me as much as I love them.'

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!'

I asked my dad what his ideal Father's Day relaxation involved.

He said, 'A few hours in the garage, finally organizing my screws by size and thread.'

I got my dad a personalized weather station for Father's Day, thinking it would satisfy his obsession with forecasting the weather.

Now he just complains that the actual weather isn't following his forecast.