What Planet Am I On...Seriously: A Governor, An Assault, and Waffles to Make Everything Better

There's an island that sits about a half of a mile from the tip of Manhattan,

it's called Governor's Island.

It's a pretty cool, 176 acre island where you can bike ride, walk around, look over at the New York skyline, and participate in any of the activities that they have on the island.

We took our really short ferry ride over on "City Water Day," so the island had a lot of activities going on.

The island was occupied by the British during the Revolutionary War and played a significant role in the success of George Washington and those Yankees. There was some war stuff that happened, including firing on the British before they were able to pounce on the Yankees. It all worked out to the benefit of the Revolution.

At some point the island housed the US Coast Guard, not sure if it still does.

We weren't 100% sure if people still live on the island full-time because at one point there is a town-like setting. Either way, this part of the island was really peaceful.

A giant kaleidoscope.

Some parabolic science thing that Alec loved.

The question is: Where do you see yourself in the future?

Write in on the giraffe.

Plenty of love for the Earth with the 30,000 reclaimed plastic cups made into a canopy of sorts.

The hammocks were a nice surprise in the middle of a walkway lined with sunflowers, the Statue of Liberty on one side and, on the other side, Monster's University.

The views on the island were incredible and we enjoyed the break from the city.

Maybe we should have stuck with walking around. But we didn't just stick with our own two feet.

We rented bikes.

Heath doesn't know how to ride a bike yet, so we rented three bikes for the kids.

We rented and they were off and rolling.

This is where our Governor's Island trip took a turn for the worse.

The kids had been riding their bikes for just a few minutes when Scott got a phone call from Jenna.

The phone call went something like this:

"Dad, Ammon hit a kid with his bike. The dad hit Ammon. We don't know what to do."

There was a lot of panic and stress coming through the phone.

Stress and panic that I didn't hear because Scott walked away and then he was gone from view.

Apparently, Ammon, Jenna and Alec were riding around the fort.

As Ammon approached a family standing off to the side on the grass, he rang his bell several times

(we know details because he had his goPro on and he was wearing it on his head).

As he started to pass the family, their three year old ran out in front of Ammon.

The dad of the child began yelling instantly at Ammon, as their child was sitting on the ground, approached him, and then slapped across the face.

It looks like he was really trying to hit the camera, but he missed and hit him in the face.

That was the reference to the assault.

Assault!

They started cussing Ammon out, Ammon was just apologizing and offered to help, there was a lot of emotion, and then Ammon turned the camera off.

The man and woman continued to scream at Ammon and threatened to "kill him" if he didn't leave.

It was insane.

People are insane.

Their child was crying. They were screaming. They were screaming at Ammon, at each other, and at their other child. They looked at their other kid, as they continued to swear at Ammon, and informed that child that they didn't care how they were acting.

It was a mess.

Scott ironed everything out by going all New Yorker on the man and woman, as the security was involved by the time he arrived on the scene, and as our three kids were no longer there because they were afraid for their lives (remember they were told that they were going to be killed if they didn't leave).

I was oblivious to everything because I was with Heath on the hammocks.

Lucky me.

Seriously, lucky me.