Lifeless eyes on my smiling face and watch your child's sleeping place. In their dreams they hold me tight. What am I?

A man who was outside in the rain without an umbrella or hat didn’t get a single hair on his head wet. Why?

This is a most unusual paragraph. How quickly can you find out what is so unusual about it? It looks so ordinary, you'd think nothing was wrong with it. Actually, nothing IS wrong with it. But it is not as ordinary as you might think. If you think about it for a bit, you will find out why it is truly so unusual. So what is it? What is so unordinary about this paragraph?

I can be cracked, made, told, and played. What am I?

What can go up a chimney down, but can’t go down a chimney up?

There are three houses in a straight row. One is red, one is blue, and one is white. The red house is left of the middle. The blue house is right of the middle. Where's the white house?

With pointed fangs I sit and wait; with piercing force I crunch out fate; grabbing victims, proclaiming might; physically joining with a single bite. What am I?

John is asked to stand behind Jacob and Jacob is asked to stand behind John. Both of them feel confused about it and don't know what to do?

But it is quite possible, do you know how?

Only one color, but not one size,
Stuck at the bottom, yet easily flies.
Present in sun, but not in rain,
Doing no harm, and feeling no pain.
What is it?

Which tank will fill first?