Nick stood in front of the mirror, fumbling with the yellow cloth with blue diagonal stripes. There was definitely something between the points of his collar, but it was more a tangle than a knot. "I can't do it, Dad!"
John Wilde gave his young son a reassuring pat on the shoulder. "Of course you can. You're a Wilde!" He untied the mess around Nick's neck and then placed the tie in the correct position. He took Nick's small paws in his own to guide him. "All right, let's go over it again and turn that can't into can knot."