Things growing up with Batman teaches you: martial arts, gymnastics, computer repair, auto repair, antiquing, literature, biology, chemistry, physics, juggling, anthropology, foreign languages (having a fraction of the anthromorphic personification of Death living by your eye socket helps, though), sociology, psychology, philosophy, deductive reasoning, police procedure, forensics, survival techniques, first aid, yoga, feng shui, massage, armed combat, pyrotechnics, legerdemain, illusion, grace under fire, cleverness, meditation techniques, and well more than I can remember off the top of my head.
Things growing up with Batman does not teach you: how to bake a cheesecake.
My apartment smells like burnt egg and cream cheese. While it airs out, those interested in contacting my fine Amazonian backside can find me at the nearest bakery I can find.