Miss Tanya's Family of Nursery Schools

08/28/2026

Miss Tanya’s is looking for a qualified teacher looking to help with lunch bunch classes between 11:40-2:20 on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday. If you’re looking for a fun environment please reach out!

05/27/2026

04/15/2026

We still have spots at all three locations for Fall 2026!

04/01/2026

Looking to have three of these built. Any ideas?

03/04/2026

Looking forward to warmer days ahead! Our summer camp brochures are here!

01/05/2026

An important reminder!

10/09/2025

Our Private Kindergarten is perfect for children who just make, or miss, the cutoff for Public K, as well as those who would benefit from a smaller, more personal Kindergarten experience. Students who are age appropriate are able to move on to 1st grade. Come meet the teachers and learn about the day in the life of our Hedgehogs on November 5th at 6:00 pm.

10/06/2025

We are now touring for Fall 2026! Registration begins at all schools on Friday, November 21st. We would love to show you our schools!

09/06/2025

This is so powerful and thought provoking.

I heard something today that felt like someone quietly rearranged the furniture in my soul.

Gabor Maté, in a conversation with Mel Robbins on her podcast, said:
“No two children grow up in the same home. Even with the same parents.”

And he’s right.
By the time each child is born, the people raising them have already changed.
A father may be softer now, or more guarded.
A mother may be freer, or more worn.
The marriage may be blooming… or quietly cracking.
Money might be scarce, or finally enough to breathe.

And then there’s *us*—the children.
We come with different hearts, different fears, different ways of hearing the same words.
One child feels loved in the quiet; another feels abandoned in it.
One thrives under structure; another wilts.
The same hug, the same house, the same parents—yet completely different worlds.

It made me think about the stories we carry.
How we assume we all lived the same childhood because we shared a roof.
But we didn’t.

We were each raised by a different version of our parents… a version shaped by time, by trials, by joy, by fatigue.

And maybe part of growing up - truly growing up - is making peace with this.
To forgive the versions of our parents who couldn’t give more.
To honor the versions who somehow gave anyway.
And to understand that the love was real, even when it looked nothing alike.

Because you see, love isn’t static.
It’s a living thing, it's changing, faltering and blooming; just like the people who give it.

Here’s my video reflection and excerpts of the interview: https://youtube.com/shorts/l3NUPuoX5AM