Riddles for 6 Year Olds — Page 9

Weight in my belly, Trees on my back. Nails in my ribs, Feet I do lack.

The more I do my job, the wetter I become. I show up after baths and pool days, and I’m usually folded in a cupboard until needed.

Hint: Picture what you reach for after stepping out of the shower.

I’m big and bouncy, shaped like a ring or a swan. You climb onto me, and the relaxing is long. I keep you afloat with no need to kick, But watch for a leak, or I might sink quick.

Hint: You inflate me with a pump.

What always goes to bed with shoes on?

Steaming mug on a chilly night, Sweet with spices, a warmth so right. Pressed from apples, a harvest cheer, But my name suggests a little tear.

Hint: Think of a sad apple drink.

Crisp and juicy, a favorite pie, My name begins with a tech-guy. But I’m just a fruit, not a machine, Red and sweet, a natural scene.

Hint: Think of a computer that starts with M.

From flour and yeast I rise so high, In the oven I bake, then cool nearby. Slice me for toast or a sandwich to spread, I’m the staff of life, it’s said.

Hint: loaf

Tiny flavor bombs in every shade, Chew them up, they’re homemade. Easter time they’re everywhere, Sugar beans with fruity air.

Hint: Not real beans, just sweets.

• Crack me into a hot pan and watch me set.
• Dip your toast into my runny middle.
• I’m a classic start to the day.

Hint: I’m not boiled, I’m cooked in a pan.

Batter on a sizzling plate, Flip it high, it’s really great. Stack ‘em up, add some jam, A morning meal for the fam.

Hint: flapjack

I’m the seed of a cherry tree, Roasted dark for energy. Ground and brewed, a bitter taste, In a cup, I’m often placed.

Hint: caffeine source

• I’m fizzing with bubbles that tickle your nose.
• You might drink me from a fancy cup at a birthday bash.
• I’m non-alcoholic and come in apple or grape flavor.

Hint: I’m like soda but often used for toasts.

Crumbly and rich, I melt in your mouth, Just flour, sugar, butter, that’s the truth. No leavening needed, I’m ‘short’ indeed, A classic treat that’s a holiday need.

Hint: Not just for elves, but everyone.

What can run but never walks, has a mouth but never talks, has a head but never weeps, has a bed but never sleeps?

Hint: What can run but never walks…

What can you catch but not throw?

Round and bright on a handle, Lick and spin, it’s a sugary scandal. Flavors galore, swirled or plain, A treat you twirl again and again.

Hint: You hold it by the stick.

I spread out flat on the green, green grass. I’m the spot where sandwiches and laughter pass. Ants might visit for a crumb or two, Then you fold me up when the day is through.

Hint: You might use me in a park on a sunny day.

Crispy tortillas with cheese and jalapenos, Share a plate, a party amigo. But my name implies I’m not for you, A snack that’s never just a few.

Hint: Say it fast: ‘not yours’.

Elbow noodles in a creamy sauce, Yellow and gooey, I’m the boss. From a box or homemade, it’s a hit, Comfort food that kids commit.

Hint: Think of a Mac, but not the computer.

Strips of meat, dried and lean, Savory snack, a protein scene. Pull and gnaw with all your might, A hiker’s friend, a trail bite.

Hint: Think of beef made tough.