Friday was graduation day for the local high school and we had the afternoon off so The Swede, Jamie and I joined Mama Swede's daycare group to watch the students ride through town in the back of huge trucks. The thing about graduation in Sweden is, since the grads are all nineteen and the drinking age is eighteen, the festivities are literally soaked in alcohol. You can't see it, but there was beer just running out of the back of that truck like a waterfall. The whole town reeked brewski for the rest of the day. Needless to say, I'm not looking forward to Graduation 2030.