Easter Riddles for Kids and Adults (Egg-cellent Fun!)

I have no beak but lay eggs, hop around but don't fly. What am I?

I hop around and hide your treats, I'm not Santa but I'm still sweet. Who am I?

What's white, laid in a carton, and turns yellow when you open it?

I'm hard on the outside and hollow within, filled with candy or a prize to win. What am I?

I'm woven from grass and hold jelly beans galore, sitting on the table or the front door. What am I?

I'm a flower that blooms in spring, purple or yellow, a colorful thing. What am I?

I'm a baby bird breaking free, pecking my shell for all to see. What am I?

I'm the Sunday feast with ham and rolls, families gathered, full of souls. What am I?

I'm the hunt where children search the yard for eggs both hidden and hard. What am I?

I'm chocolate shaped like a rabbit, wrapped in foil, a sweet habit. What am I?

I'm cold and made of steel, I keep your food fresh, it's kind of a big deal. Where am I?

I have four legs but never walk, I hold your plates and forks to talk. What am I?

I'm a fluffy yellow baby bird hatched in spring. What am I?

I'm a white trumpet-shaped flower used to decorate churches at Easter. What am I?

I'm the colorful foil you peel away to find chocolate inside on Easter day. What am I?

I'm worn on your head, decorated with flowers, yellow and red. What am I?

I'm a baby sheep, soft and white, a symbol of spring and pure delight. What am I?

I'm woven from palm fronds and folded on Palm Sunday into a little symbol of faith. What am I?

I'm small, oval, and come in many colors, sweet enough to share with others. What am I?

I'm marshmallow and yellow, shaped like a bird, the most debated Easter treat you've heard. What am I?

I'm the egg dyed in vinegar and color, dipped and dried for an hour. What am I?

I'm green and shredded, lining the basket, keeping eggs embedded. What am I?

I'm a march of big bonnets and flowers, strolling for hours. What am I?

I'm rolled on the White House lawn by kids with spoons, a springtime race under sunny afternoons. What am I?

I'm the spring holiday when churches are full and bells ring, celebrating the risen King. What am I?