We were in a restaurant today for a quick bite to eat. It was a barbecue place-nothing fancy. My difficult child starts screaming and tantruming over a drink-a drink!!!! My husband was not delivering the drink fast enough I guess! So, I am trying to get him to understand that hubby is making the drinks for the whole family and it will be just a minute and he is punching the booth, grunting, etc...I had no problem with him getting the drink from my husband and bringing it over to our booth while my hubby gets the rest of the drinks ready, but explaining that over his protests was to no avail. Ugh!!! Then--here's where it gets hard--other people are looking at us like "What the heck????" "Why is that kid screaming?" or whatever they were thinking. We know that his Vyvanse is not getting him through his whole day like it used to and we will have to "up" it again at his appointment. next week. The psychiatrist already discussed doing this last month for his next month's prescription. School is around the corner and his anxieties are up and I feel for him... really I do.....But things have been going so good for so long that I almost forgot what it was like to experience these outbursts in a public setting. Isn;t it funny how we forget once things calm down a little bit?