A professional student.
One time my niece was riding on my back like that. “I’m going to collapse!” I said. She replied: “No, we’re going to London.”
I don’t think she learned that in flight attendant school.
We call it the mother’s (or father’s) curse—to have children as bad as you were.
3-D printer?
I have a feeling that order will be expensive.
Hitting the nail right on the head.
Don’t let it go to your head.
Maybe ironic?
I seem to remember something about Grandma’s cookies.
A professional student.