“Isn’t your dad the one who’s snoring and drooling into his program in the tenth row?” is the question that a senior will ask Steve Martin’s kid in 18 years at their high school graduation. But Steve Martin’s kid will get to shoot back with, “Was your parent in House Sitter? Yeah, I thought not, so shut the fuck up!” Steve Martin’s kid will get to say that unless the other senior is Dana Delany’s kid. If that’s the case, Steve Martin’s kid will have to get another line.
Steve Martin is proving that you’re never too old to wash away the baby diarrhea from your hands in the laundry room sink after changing your newborn’s diaper. Page Six says that Steve Martin and his wife Anne Stringfield, who is Southern California’s premiere Liz Lemon impersonator, are new parents to a baby born in L.A. two months ago. Steve is 67 and Anne is 41. A source type says that they are really private and they’ve been trying to keep the news a secret:
“They’ve had a baby, and how they kept it a secret nobody knows. Steve’s very private. They are thrilled. They worked hard to have the baby.”
I already hear some of you screaming about how Steve Martin and his kid will be fighting over the last Pedialyte in a year, but I applaud this. This is Steve Martin’s first kid, which means he doesn’t have grandkids, which means that up until a couple of months ago he didn’t have a kid to yell at and boss around. Nothing makes me sadder than thinking about an old bitch who doesn’t have a kid around to scream and wave a wooden spoon at.
So congrats to Steve Martin for ensuring that in the Metamucil phase of his life, he’ll have a little kid to snarl at.