OK, Dutchie - where were you when I was lookin' for #3? I'm pretty lucky as well. My kids are pretty well adjusted. I made some sacrifices to be sure they saw their dad every other weekend, even though he made me do all the drivin' (6 hrs eachway) - and sometimes they complained that they didn't want to go. That's pretty short-lived. By the time they were 17 and 18, they'd driven with me on the highway enough that they found their own way when he wanted them to visit. They're adults and both are aware we were very young to get married and we just grew apart. And I think they love us each equally, though differently. Isn't that the ultimate gift?
