 My husband argued with me on Christmas morning in front of the kids. He told me that I had seen a sweater earlier in the week and I told him I wore a small. Now, why would I ever tell him that? When I know I don't wear a small and it would do me no good to get a small. But he persisted and he said, you wear a small. I think I know my own size. Why couldn't he have just said, okay, we can exchange it.