Sol, having raised three daughters and one son,give me the boy anytime. The son was happy to play with his buddies,eat what was cooked,wear what was bought for him,do his chores,clean his room,keep his grades up,and do it all without whining. He could talk to you without crying and could give a sh"t if his buddies forgot to call back or didn't agree with him.
Now the "drama" queens. Where do I start? You have my sympathy as they get older. By the time they are 14, you will be the dumbest,cruelest,most out of touch and ignorant person on the planet. Only your wife will be held in less favor than you. The only good thing to come out of it was the times after they turned 19 that all of them came to me,appologied and questioned as to how I kept from throwing then out for being such bitches. We now have the best possible relationships I could hope for in friends. Good Luck. It does get better.