I know, I‘m a grandmother now, but I still can‘t resist a thriller of moms of wee ones coveting the possessions of their ‘friends‘ and behaving badly. …It reminds when I was an overwhelmed working mom and would step out my back door to a slightly raised wood deck for my daily jump rope routine. Over the valley was the coveted neighborhood of very wealthy homes and I‘d imagine my surely easy life had I lived in that neighborhood - silly me.