What's a Docious?

This post is one I meant to write a while ago.  At the time Juliet was enthralled with the movie "Mary Poppins".  (Now she's enthralled with "Frozen" and "Singin' in the Rain".)  "Singin' in the Rain" really throws me because she's only four, but I suppose it's the dancing she likes.

Every night Juliet would ask to watch "Mary Poppins", and because she didn't get that much time to watch videos, she would only see 15 or 20 minutes of the movie before bath time, or dinner time.  Some times she watched the same 20 minutes of the film several nights in a row; other times she would watch straight through to the end.  She loved the songs and could sing many of them; her favorite was "Let's go fly a kite".  Right away Tom and I resolved to bring kites when we vacationed with her on the beach in South Carolina.  We did, and many a rousing chorus of "Let's go fly a kite" was heard on Myrtle Beach this August!

I left for home on a Saturday, and Juliet had a swimming lesson that morning.  As she was leaving for her lesson, her parents were expaining to her that I was going home to Indiana and I wouldn't be there when she came home.  She started crying and said, "Oh, wait and leave tomorrow" but I told her I had to go that day.  Then she moaned and said, "Oh, no, it's just like Mary Poppins!!"  Despite my reassurances, she was inconsolable.  I was flying away and I would never return.

I was talking to Matthew a few weeks later.  He said one night when he was tucking Juliet into bed she asked him, "Daddy, what's a docious?"  Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious...