the girl next door

Emilia played with M. this afternoon. I'm not sure you can actually call it playing. Let's say they spent some time fighting for toys.
I'm sometimes so embarrassed by E. At some point she held three balls and wouldn't have M. anywhere near her things. You can plead and threaten she just won't share.
Funny, because she actually often asks if she can play with her little friends. I don't think they will want to if she carries on like that...
oh and her favourite word is: 'MINE'