when my first and only son was born at home, i remember looking down at him and wanting a whole army of boys. i wanted a large stretch of land in the middle of nowhere where my children could see for invaders on all sides. A wild place with very little rules, ill tempered  farm animals, very loud music and lots of cherry tomatoes in the yard to shoot out of bean shooter guns.  i imagined them checking  the perimeter every dawn and dusk- for if you create a place to  isolate  and recreate your own secret world, well..you'd better keep it safe.  .............i've only one and we have no land but we have the world and it's a plaything..