Apparently the seclusion is working (most days). On the occasional chance that we run into a living breathing human child, Ana has been pretty friendly. Pulling her out of preschool and all other fundom has definitely reduced her stress level and she is able to call on those extra reserves to remember her manners.
The truly sad thing is that she now refers to her little tiny plastic princess dolls as her friends. As in:
Can my friends come with me in the car?
Do you want to play with me and my friends?
Careful! Don't step on my friends!!
Poor child. However, I do like that if I don't approve of one of her friends, it is an option to step on them.