Tricia Van Vliet
Although I am a Jersey girl at heart, Shelburne, VT is where my family has planted our roots. I’m a mama to three: Sean, Fee, and Maggie. I work in special education by day and can be found reading, running or eating cheesecake after the kids are asleep. (Sadly, I have yet to discover a way to combine all three of my favorite hobbies.) I love food, eclectic fashion, morning coffee in my favorite mustache mug, and am passionate about all things local and Vermont. Although I have yet to learn how to ski, I'm your girl if you need some gas pumped.
Creating Traditions: Dutch Baby
I love food. Preparing it, waiting for it, sharing it. But my favorite dishes are those that are steeped in memories. The cinnamon scent of Mom's...
Mama T’s Tips for Encouraging Healthy Eaters
1} Stop using the phrase “picky eater.”
Guilty as charged. But when I saw how the phrase was starting to effect not only my own pre-schooler's...
Moving Mountains
some days I look around me and see mountains
mountains of laundry
miles I'm dying to run
stuffed animals on the office floor
dog drool on the walls
mountains...
My 6 Year Old Stylist
When my now six year old was a mere 18 months old, she discovered a pair of red leather Venezualan leather Mary Janes in a...
When You Told My Kids to Be Quiet
You called to me from your side of the fence that borders our backyards. Although at the time my family had lived in our house for...
Tips for Extrovert Parents With Introvert Kids
I am the youngest of five kids and grew up feeling at home in social situations. In general, I am energetic around people and...
Dreading Holiday Overkill? You’re Doing it Wrong.
It's the holiday season. And while the stores are piled with all things peppermint, another yearly custom is about to occur. The one where some...
Feeding Sean
In my last trimester of pregnancy, a flood destroyed our home. The spring green nursery complete with washed and folded-hand-me-down clothes and a honey colored...
On Being “Done”
“We're going to have a little boy.”
My friend told me over the phone and I almost burned the pork carnitas I had labored over...
Cry Me a River
It was winter out. Icy, frigid, gray.
I found myself sitting in the Skinny Pancake at Burlington Airport, waiting for my outbound flight to Newark,...
Across the Miles on Mother’s Day
To My Mom: mother of five, grandmother to 16, nurse, wife, Sarah Lawrence graduate, back-rubber, story-teller, and forever-confidant of mine.
Dear Mom,
Thank you for teaching me...
Wax On, Wax Off
To wax or not to wax.
It's never been a question. At the ripe old age of 14, I began a dutiful pilgrimage to the...
Unplugging in the Afternoon + A Giveaway
Yesterday, the kids and I colored monster pictures.
Maggie is into patterns these days and so alternated coloring her monsters turquoise and brown. Sophia, having...