The origins of your mom

So one day, we were all talking over at beag air bheag's blog. She proposed we start an internet scavenger hunt in her comments section. And then she said, "Find me a flower in the snow." So The Rock Lobster, always game for internet antics, found this:

The pig's name is Flower, and clearly she is in the snow. Then The Rock Lobster was all, "Find me a frog eating a bug." So beag air bheag obligingly posted this:

And then she said someone should find her a coffee cup she could swim in, so The Rock Lobster found this, complete with its own giant creamer:



The Rock Lobster then requested an angry midget. Beag air bheag graciously supplied the following:

His name is Hank, and he is definitely an angry little person. Next on the list, per beag air bheag's request, was a cheese ball. Some internet sleuthing returned this:

This piece of culinary genius is a "Cheese-a-pet." The Rock Lobster wanted to see a funny pair of socks. Beag air bheag found this...thing:

Oh, the horror.

Then we made this blog, and onelostmoth joined in, too. And thus began the search for your mom. On the interweb.