Tell me if you’ve heard this one before: «I’m going to have kids early so I can enjoy my 40s and 50s.» Or what about this one: «I’m going to wait until I’m 30 to have a kid so I can enjoy my twenties.» These lines of reasoning are predicated on the notion that having kids is not enjoyable and is something you want to be relieved of eventually or postpone. I hope that when or if I have kids, I won’t look at those 18 years they’re living with me as a period of miserable indentured servitude. But again, who am I kidding? I’m a 23-year-old goofball whose only responsible for myself. Someday I’ll probably look back at these words and cackle at the nativity of the childless adult. For now, all I can do is present some parenting tweets for those of you who understand why having kids isn’t necessarily «enjoyable.»