Three years ago, when I began Studio3Music, I had to step out of the Kindermusik classroom in order to run the business part of this venture. I traded hugs and kisses (and chocolate at Christmas), for number crunching, phone calls, writing checks, and other various assorted things that are often not so fun. Though I do actually love a lot of the business stuff. In fact, last year, (not including the emails I deleted - “I have 2 million in a bank account in Sudan and I can’t get it out without your help and I’ll pay you 1.5 million”… ), 24,318 emails went in and out of my business email account last year.
So, I was totally tickled when I got to teach five makeup classes last Friday. Thanks for coming. I got to match names (and email addresses) to faces. It was delightful, and I got hugs and kisses and felt loved! (Though sadly, there was no chocolate.) It was so much fun, even though I did have a sobber in Imagine That that clung like a monkey to me for half of class, while growups watched me over the half wall with “how are you going to handle this?” looks on their faces. (Please go get some coffee, moms and dads. I’m not a Broadway show. And I’ll be fine. I like monkeys.) And even though when I stared at 17 children and their parents (some brought 2 grownups each) that somehow showed up to my first Our Time I totally blanked on the sticks for the Hello Song I’ve been singing once a week for the past 9 years with my own children, it was still a blast.
I came home 2 pounds lighter (I kid you not - I can’t believe I pay for a gym membership when I could be doing this!), probably because of the 4 stick horse rides I took to Grandma’s house, 5 stints as a horse pulling sleighs home, 47 rounds of the Pony Macaroni bounce, 4 “Snowky Pokey’s”, 6 line dances, and the 6,782 snowman stamps all over various assorted body parts. Hope you found the “secret stamps” I sent home to daddies!
Thank you so much for sharing your children with me. It was a pleasure and a treat!
-posted by Miss Analiisa, who has since eaten enough dark chocolate to locate those two missing pounds.



Over the holidays, I shared the good news with my family that I am expecting a new addition to our family this summer. My daughter will become a big sister just a few days before her 3rd birthday! My husband and I thought we must be the coolest parents ever to give the gift of a sibling as a birthday gift. Then we realized seeing as Hallie’s birthday is July 3rd that the 4th of July fireworks probably take the cake for a 3 year old. During the break, Hallie was able to see the ultrasound pictures of her sibling and asked for him or her to come and play. Trying to put this in toddlerese, as best we could, we told her that baby was cooking and not quite ready to come out. That explanation was good enough for her, and when grandma asked her what was in mommy’s tummy she said ‘Baby is cooking…hmmm not ready yet.’ That definitely is going in the baby book. 


I am amazed almost daily with the number of parents that tell me how much their child is learning in my classes. Just today, I had a mother tell me that every evening her daughter has them sit down in the living room while she gathers her instruments and recreates the day’s Kindermusik activities. They stand up and start their class with the Hello Song and move right through even to stamping time. This mother was delighted and shocked with her daughter’s excitement and enthusiasm to share her musical knowledge with them. As teachers we hear these stories often, but it is never enough! As a Kindermusik community, take a moment to post your story, share a tip, brag about your child on our
We have a lot of families in our studios that speak a second or even third language at home. Miss Allison once told me that she was taught if a child grows up hearing a second language, but not necessarily speaking that language, the neural pathways for that language are not pruned, but go dormant, so to speak. And then, if child later in life decides to speak that language, he or she will have a much easier time learning and speaking (without an accent) that language, than someone hearing the language for the first time.






