The Backyardigans

These are the real Backyardigans.
(Forget the Saturday morning singing cartoons!)

They built their forts, set their traps, chased away the bad guys (and girls),
and drove the camera lady crazy while playing dodgeball.
(She had words with the ten year old.)

This Backyardigan was attempting to blend in with his surroundings.
A little undercover work, you might say, to keep watch over the others.
Or maybe it was just self preservation?

This Backyardigan got lost in the wonder of her fairy fort.

This one decided a nap was in order. Or maybe he was playing dead?

(Again, self preservation?)

And this one in the day-old braids was keen on picking flowers. 

Though that morning glory was not to be touched.

Did I mention they played dodgeball? 

While this one was having a little more difficulty blending in, he did give the camera lady a chance to work on her rule of thirds. 

And more work in her fairy fort...

It was going to be a shining moment for these little button flowers as they soaked up the setting sun and danced in front of a backdrop of bokeh, until the camera lady noticed that some of them had quite literally lost their heads. 

No it was not the ultimate Backyardigan, the Queen of Tarts, that ordered them to be hacked off,
but rather the result of some backyard shenanigans.

They were simply victims at the hands of the real Backyardigans.
You know how they can be...