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‘Inside Out’ Paper Plate Masks

Inside Out

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Yesterday we took our daughter to the movies to see ‘Inside Out’. She had been asking us to go all week & finally broke us down. She was so excited all morning & could hardly wait until we got there.

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I knew that our daughter would love it, but I had heard mixed reviews & was not sure how I would feel about it. As it turns out, I loved it too. It was full of emotion, which made sense since all of the characters were actual emotions, Joy, Sadness, Fear, Anger & Disgust all played a part. I found myself crying through much of the movie. My husband even got a little choked up during it.

When we were leaving Mai asked us if we could go again tomorrow. “Maybe not tomorrow, baby.”

Joy was her favorite character. When we got home she wanted to change into a green dress because Joy wore a green dress. “I wish I had blue hair.” she told me. She started calling me Disgust & calling her daddy Anger. “Disgust, can I have some more juice please?” Even our dog Duke became a part of it. He was Sadness. All she could talk about the rest of the day was the movie. It seemed only fitting that we made a craft inspired by it.

Since she wanted us all to play our parts so badly, I thought that masks would be the most fun.

We painted 5 paper plates, one in the color of each character. We painted peach for Joy, blue for Sadness, green for Disgust, purple for Fear & red for Anger. We let them dry.

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We did Sadness first.

I cut white ovals out of construction paper to make the eyes. I drew in eyeballs with magic markers & then glued the eyes into place.

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I used another paper plate as a template & cut the hair out of construction paper.

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I drew in eyebrows & then formed Sadness’ glasses out of pipe cleaners & glued them into place.

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We finished off our mask by drawing in the nose & mouth & I used a lighter shade of blue paint to paint in the turtle neck of her sweater. I used blue magic marker to add the sweater’s details. I added two craft sticks to the back for the mask’s handle.

SADNESS

Inside Out Character Paper Plate Mask - Sadness

We finished off the rest of our cast of characters in the same fashion using construction paper & magic markers.

JOY

Inside Out Character Paper Plate Mask - Joy

ANGER

Inside Out Character Paper Plate Mask - Anger

DISGUST

Inside Out Character Paper Plate Mask - Disgust

FEAR

Inside Out Character Paper Plate Mask - Fear

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Irrational Mommy Thoughts

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It is often easy to feel that you are alone in your paranoia & fears when you are a mother. We worry about so many things. Are we spoiling are children too much? Are we disciplining them enough? Are we handling tantrums the right way? Are we feeding them the right foods? These are things that things that we constantly wrestle with, but then there are other more irrational thoughts that we contend with as well.

This weekend we had a play date with a friend of mine and her children. We were having a discussion about how our kids would fall asleep in the car while running errands. We were joking that they need to come up with a babysitting service that will come to your car so that your children can continue to sleep while you complete your errands. My friend told me that sometimes she will run in to the ATM while her children sleep because she can still see them in the car. She then went on to say that this even worried her. What if someone kidnapped her from the ATM with the children in the car & nobody knew that they were in there?

This made me come out of my seat. I have had many crazy thoughts like this since our daughter was born. How many times have I thought of scenarios just like this? In one, I have just finished fastening her in the car seat. I go to return the carriage and get hit by a car and can’t tell anyone that my daughter is in the car. In others, I am home with her alone and fall down the stairs or collapse from a heart attack or some other ailment. How will she take care of herself until daddy gets home? Will she be scared? It’s funny that nowhere in my morbid fantasies am I concerned that I just got plowed down by a car or broke my neck tumbling down the stairs.

Death used to scare me. It still does, but now for different reasons. I worry that I might not be there to watch my daughter grow up and how it might affect her. My mind is a dangerous place filled with far too many fears. I thought as she got older it would get easier, but it hasn’t. It has just opened up a new set of worries. I still check on her every night. I still look to see that she is breathing. I often felt as if I was turning into a crazy person for feeling this way. It was a relief to find out that I was not alone.