When the foot and the eye meet

Setting: I (mommy) am in the bedroom folding laundry; Children are in the backyard playing

I hear, "Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" And then, "Mommy, come quick...Josiah's eye is bleeding"

Upon seeing Josiah, I get him into the kitchen and begin to wash his eye with water.

"What happened?" I ask.

Elijah- "I accidently kicked him in the eye"

Mommy- "How did you do that?"

Elijah- "I was trying to kick the soccer ball."

Mommy- "And you missed?"

Elijah- "I didn't think I did, but I guess so"

Mommy- "Josiah, why was your head down by the soccer ball?"

Josiah- "I was just trying to see something"

Mommy- "What were you trying to see?"

Josiah- "I don't remember. I only saw Elijah's foot."