Rolled and stacked, I can be tall or short. Wear gloves to build me for wintertime sport. Coal and a carrot, a hat and scarf too, All these little things make me look cool.

The fruit used in a proverb to say a child acts similar to the way their parents do.

My large oval-shaped ears keep me cool. And my stubbornness is actually a survival tool. If you're traveling the desert, you might see me with a pack. Just don't try and ride on my back.

A container for lovely flowers and bouquet

I am the last one, and I once broke a camel's back. Woven together, I can become a hat.