For the child who already behaves like Beyoncé backstage and now needs the wardrobe to match.

Your little Allstar can proudly rock their favorite bus while running, climbing, tumbling, yelling, negotiating bedtime like a Teamsters representative, and asking for a snack seven seconds after telling you they weren’t hungry.

Choose the classic version, personalize it jersey-style with their name and favorite number/age, or go with the funny birthday version for the child who needs written documentation that, yes, their birthday was in fact a huge fucking deal.

Comfortable enough for everyday wear.

Cute enough for Grandma.

Cheap enough that when they smear pizza sauce directly across the front, you can mutter “Oh, for fuck’s sake” under your breath instead of worrying about having to refinancing the house.

Warning: Shirt does not reduce sass, whining, selective hearing, or the inability to find shoes that are directly in front of them.