I’ve been looking for a new diaper bag oh, um, pretty much forever. I haven’t found one yet that’s perfect, and I don’t really want to spend the gazillion or so dollars that diaper bags seem to cost until I find one that’s perfect. And by “perfect,” I do mean I want a bag that looks nothing like a diaper bag, isn’t made of leather (not a huge fan of animal skins) or vinyl (not a fan of phthalates, either), and isn’t too terribly big or heavy—but will fit diapers for two kids, a change of clothes for one, and snacks for all four. It should probably match all of my clothes. And not go out of style in the near future, seeing as I’ll never be able to find another one that meets all that criteria.

I’ve been coveting looking at the Zosephine Seattle bag, and I asked Cara at Urban Baby Runway about it today to see if it really meets all of my crazy lady requirements criteria. Being the responsible retailer that she is, she asked how many diapers I typically carry with me to gauge whether the size would work. Hmm. Diapers. How many. Hmm.

Well, today I left the house with one spit-up cloth, a extra pair of baby pants, and two baby hats in my purse. And zero diapers, for either the baby or the one-year-old.

It was 70 degrees outside today. But had a head-chilling storm suddenly have sprung up out of the crystal-clear Pacific, I would have been ready! (In my defense, one of the hats did match Sadie’s outfit.) And what was the point of the spare pants? If her diaper leaked, was I really going to change the PANTS, but leave the DIAPER? What a plan!

I maybe could be forgiven for the forgetting diapers once, but, um, I never remember them. On Thanksgiving, Dane had to run home to pick up the diapers I had neatly packed in a ziplock and left on the bedroom floor. Because that’s where packed diapers go, apparently.

Or maybe instead of that, they’ll eventually go in a diaper bag. A diaper bag that I could just keep packed all the time so I always have extra diapers (what a concept!). Maybe. If I’m lucky.