I asked my dad why he still keeps all my childhood artwork, even the really bad drawings, and he said

it's because he's not looking at the artwork, he's looking at the memory, and that's something no artist can replicate.

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.

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!'

Whenever something went missing in our house, my mom would always say, 'Go ask your dad.'

And he’d always find it, usually in plain sight. I think he secretly just wanted to make sure we always knew who to turn to when we were lost. Or just, you know, couldn't find the TV remote.