Tinkerbell Laptop Table

I am coming to you as I sit on my Dora the Explorer fold out couch/bed and typing on my laptop that is sitting on a minature Tinkerbell table with sparkly fabric and totally sweet feater boa trim. If you are wondering what the heck is going on here, I am currntly in my daughter's room wathcing Mary Poppins for the 53rd time this week. Oh my gosh! My daughter will not learn the lesson of sharing and it is really grinding my gears! Everytime Rylan get a toy of hers and is just sittin there, chillin, she goes totally ape dung and start screaming at him "hey boy, that mine I told you!" Anyways, I dont really know how I am going to go about dealing with this lesson. Some things that enter my mind are probably not the best way to go about it. When did this whole yelling at your parents thing start? Did I miss the memo? Did someone forget to forward me the e-mail? Also, if she raises her voice at me one more time I think I am going to just take this Tinkerbell table and break it in half! So when she yells at me "hey daddy, that was MY TABLE!" I will hand it to her and say here ya go, you can have it now, see.....Daddy knows how to share!