He looked both ways at each intersection I witnessed (I did not see them all). He had to wait through 3 green light cycles at the busiest interesection in town for a "walk" sign. I watched as he pushed the button repeatedly and threw his hands up in frustration. I saw him wave to a police officer. At one point, I watched him stop, look around and just taken in his surroundings before continuing on. I could not have been happier for him, to be 'out there', on his own, on this brief journey.
Coming on the heels of spending his first night away from home, a request for a cell phone, school dances, and Teen Night Drop-Off, I would say we are entering dead smack into the middle of Ethan's version of Teenagerhood. Go, E, go - literally.