Caillou's new shoes

Gilbert. There. Mommy: Do you need some help tying your laces, Caillou? Caillou: No. My shoes hurt. Mommy: Honey, your feet have grown. They're too big for these shoes. You need a new pair. Here, these will do for now. Put them on and we'll go to the shoe store right away. Storyteller: Now Caillou loved to splash in rain puddles with his boots, but today it was sunny and he wanted to run. Caillou: Hi, Sarah. Sarah: Hi, Caillou. Where are you going? Caillou: To buy a new pair of shoes. Sarah: We'll have to have a race when you get them. Bye. Caillou: Bye, Sarah. I want shoes to run fast like Sarah. Mommy: Come on, Caillou. Storyteller: Caillou liked looking at all the different kinds of shoes and boots. There were all kinds of sandals and lady's shoes, and even work boots. Caillou: These look fast. Mommy: Which color do you like best, Caillou? Storyteller: Caillou just couldn't make up his mind which color he liked best. Salesman: Well now, before we decide on the color, maybe we'd better measure your feet. Now, let's see, you are now a size ... a size seven. Caillou: Mommy. Mommy. I'm a size seven. Mommy: My, your feet have been growing, Caillou. Now, do you want the blue ones or the yellow ones? Caillou: I want the... Salesman: How about the green ones? Caillou: Green? Yay! Salesman: We'll just put your boots in this shoe box so you can take them back home. Mommy: Your new shoes are very nice, Caillou. And so are my new shoes. Caillou: But you have to measure your feet first. Mommy: My feet stopped growing a long time ago. Caillou: Race me, Sarah Sarah: You're going too fast for me. Caillou: Race me. Race me.