Moments later, however: Bang. Scream. "Sorry, Maddie." More screaming. "Sorry Maddie!"
I rushed out of the bathroom. Maddie was crying and rubbing her head. A small, very hard plastic ball lay nearby.
Me: What happened?
Parker: The ball just flew down from the sky and hit her in the head. (miraculous)
Me (more specific this time): Did you throw it at her?
Me: (more specific still - I swear this kid's going to be a lawyer): Did you throw the ball up and and when it came down it just hit her in the head?
Parker: Yes...I said I was sorry two times...I even kissed her, but it didn't help.
He shrugged, genuinely baffled as to why his actions didn't make her "owies" all better.
*Sigh* At least he's trying.