Up all night

The toddler’s mother bought the little guy a yellow plastic laptop. I looked up from the book I was reading and eyed the device inquisitively.

Now this is not a real laptop, but a make believe one with large luminous green buttons and pictures of various animals.
His eyes lit up when she walked in with the device and he spent the better part of the evening playing with the laptop.

The toddler would not let me touch it despite the fact that my fingers where itching to explore this yellow laptop with luminous green buttons. I had to hide my excitement at the thought of playing with the laptop lest his mother is given another reason not to take me seriously. The best part about this gadget is that when its buttons are pressed, it produces nursery rhymes complete with the alphabet and numbers. Not only is the laptop nice looking but also very educational.
Eventually the toddler went to bed and so did his mother. Finally it was just me and the yellow laptop .

“This thing is much more cooler than my own computer.” I said to myself as I started pressing buttons like a seasoned pilot in the cockpit of a Boeing 787 Dreamliner.
I started things off by singing along to the alphabet, which by the way I had become quite rusty at. Then I pressed the button of the vowels and another rhyme started which I must say I was not too familiar with. To get myself acquainted with this rhyme, I had a go four times until I was singing along like I composed the song myself.
A buddy had given me some graphic design work to do for him Pro Bono but this was the last thing on my mind.

This guy wanted a 60 page magazine designed for free. Pro Bono work does not get me too excited because it does not pay the bills but more importantly I am not Mother Theresa. And meanwhile why is it that family and friends do not want to pay for any work you do for them?
So I spent the entire night learning nursery rhymes on this super cool laptop dutifully burning the midnight oil. The toddler’s mother woke up at about 1am to have a drink of water. She asked me why I was up so late and I told her I was watching CNN. Finally I did go to bed. I was woken up at 6.00am by the buddy calling asking for his work. I groggilly sang for him the alphabet and he hung up before I could even start on the vowels.