Ads, my kids are:
A.) Smart.
B.) Trained to kill.
C.) Have damned good coping mechanisms.
SO far out in front of me at their ages.
I suppose I had to learn it all the hard way so I could teach it to them the right way, but it's been way more than worth my while. Probably the only useful and decent thing I've ever done.
The kids are the only thing that make going through all this worthwhile, for me, anyways. YMMV.