By: Martianne Stanger “Um, ma’am, your child has a knife!” A concerned middle-aged man stopped to tell me at the top of the Blue Hills years ago when my then four-year-old son was carefully slicing an apple. “Yes, I know.” I smiled. “He’s helping prepare our snack. He’s been using knives since he was two.” … More Knives, Axes, and Fire, Oh My!