Gosh, Crazy

This morning Ryan was trying to get some train tracks out of the closet and some fishing poles came out with the tracks. The line was caught on the tracks(don't worry no hooks). Ryan wanted to put the tracks together with some others and he was having a hard time with the whole mess. I went over to help him and he looked me in the eyes and said, "Gosh, cwazy." I'm not sure, but I think I saw a hint of an eye roll and a head shake.