Easy Riddles for Kids (with Answers) — Page 8

Three lives have I. Gentle enough to soothe the skin. Light enough to caress the sky. Hard enough to crack rocks. What am I?

Hint: Three lives have I…

Three men were walking out one day. Then it started raining hard. They raced 4 blocks to there house. When they got in, one man didnt get his hair wet. They did not have an umbrella, or a hat. How can this be?

Hint: Three men were walking out one day…

Tom and his younger sister were fighting. Their mother was tired of the fighting, and decided to punish them by making them stand on the same piece of newspaper in such a way that they couldn’t touch each other. How did she accomplish this?

Hint: Tom and his younger sister were fighting…

Violet, indigo, blue and green, yellow, orange and red; these are the colors you have seen after the storm has fled.What am I?

Hint: Violet…

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.