"It'll be OK, Dad," she replied. "I'll just clean it up a little bit." She rubbed the disc on her belly and handed it to me. This is a pro move.

My 2-year-old declared it to be movie time. She picked a good one, cracked the DVD box open and put a number of perfect little fingerprints on the disc.

I tried to explain the best way to hold the disc to avoid this, demonstrating a crab-claw like grip on the outside edge and inner hole. She rolled her eyes.

"The movie won't work correctly if there are fingerprints all over it," I said.

"It'll be OK, Dad," she replied. "I'll just clean it up a little bit." She rubbed the disc on her belly and handed it to me. This is a pro move.

"You know, when you are older, we probably won't even have discs," I opined. "Everything will be digital. Your kids won't even know how to clean a disc on their bellies."

That something may not exist one day had not occurred to her, and she thought on it. "But they could still use their bellies to put food in," she replied.

I agreed.

Kids have fantastic opinions, and I actively seek out the opinions of mine. It's fascinating. Plus, it's cheaper and more entertaining than a movie.

One day, my 5-year-old asked what the sign was above the door in the car. I replied it was an airbag. Then I pointed out all of the airbag locations in the car.

"If you get in an accident, it triggers and explodes out into a big balloon to protect you," I said. "Isn't it crazy that someone figured out how to do this?"

"Yeah," she replied. "But you know what would be better?"

I did not.

"What if instead of balloons, pies came out," she continued. "Like, it would save you because pie is soft. Plus, it would be really funny."

I considered this.

"Plus, you could eat the pie, too. This would make you feel better after the accident," she added.

We agreed she had come up with a "million dollar" idea, and I promised to talk to our mechanic posthaste.

There is no shortage of great ideas in our home. Like, if our beds had motors in them, then we could drive around the house and wouldn't have to get out of bed.

Or if we replaced all the floors with trampolines, we could bounce everywhere. One day, my oldest told me that if you used two pencils at once, you could do twice the amount of work.

"Where do you come up with all of these great ideas?" I asked.

My 5-year-old shrugged and admitted, in her own way, that genius can't be produced, it just is.

Her little sister, on the other hand, pointed to her head and then her belly. "Sometimes it comes from here, sometimes from here," she said.

"You are very wise," I replied.

"Yeah," she agreed. "But I'm also a princess, sometimes."

David Manley is an editor at The Canton Repository. Share your stories with him at david.manley@cantonrep.com. On Twitter: @DaveManley