One of parenthood’s greatest joys (we’re assuming) is lacing up your whipper-snapper to look just like a mini you. Now, you might resist at first – you might even cite the practice as lame. But you’ll cave when you realise your wee one is a free pass back to your favourite pastime: sneaker shopping. And what better place to pick up where you left off than with a classic: Air Max 90s. These teeny weeny versions, replete with an (almost) ‘Infrared’ colourway, come with straps instead of little laces cos, let’s face it, you’ll have your hands full already. There’s even a miniature Air unit. Everyone’s sneaker journey starts somewhere – why not right at life’s very, very beginning?