Borrowing From The Boys

I'm not going to lie - before I had my boys, I would have loved a girl. A girl to go shopping with and with whom I could share clothes providing I hadn't turned in to a heffer moose by the time she reached teenagedom. But as it is, I have been blessed with two lovely boys when they behave and are not bickering or fighting or killing each other on Minecraft and in real life. But the clothes sharing and the shopping is not really happening (big sigh).
However, last week when I was doing a playground stint at the York Outlet, I managed to have a nosey in the Gap outlet store. And I happened on a blue stripe cotton sweatshirt for Ben. I picked the age 8-9 years as befitting a boy just turned 8, paid my £7 and left the shop.
At home, I took it out of the bag and thought - hmm - it looks rather big. It actually looks big enough to fit me. Could it be that Ben has reached the age where maybe we can share clothes? By that I mean, I wear them first, when I tire of them, I hand them over. Not the other way round. I see what he does to his clothes and some of those stains ain't coming out for love, Vanish or money.
So I tried it on and well what do you know? It fits!

Gap Boys Sweatshirt (outlet), Zara chopped skinnies (old), Carvela sandals (old)

However, it is really big on Ben (comes mid thigh) so I think I'd better look after it for him till it fits him - get my moneys worth and all that.
Makes sense right? :o)