Smiling... I've had a few such statements slung my way down through the years. My favorite: "I don't CARE if the IQ test said you're a genius, you have NO COMMON SENSE!" Mom's are such pithy creatures, aren't they?
My cousin Sam was the first "official" genius in the family- the first to score that high on a formal test- and his sister never missed an opportunity to knock him down a peg... like, "OK, genius-- you wanna help me wash- or dry?"
In a similar vein, whenever my Dad would counsel me that "There's no rest for the weary," Mom would mutter ( where he couldn't hear her, but I could ) "No rest for the wicked..."
I sure miss the old girl- she was quite a woman in her day.