I forgot to mention that Kirsten and I ran into darling Matt in the East Village yesterday. He was walking down the other side of the street and Kirsten said, "Hey, that looks like your Matt!" and I looked, saw it was him and yelled, "MATT!!" causing him to stop and turn and stare at us with the 'deer caught in a headlight' look. It was good to see him, even if I did yell. I love that kid and he looked beautiful.