Answer:
I go up when the rain comes down
*forward* *backwards*is what I do all day. I come in all different shapes and sizes. I can be scary and I can calm you down.
I am just two and two. I am hot. I am cold. I am the parent of numbers that cannot be told. I am a gift beyond measure, a matter of course. What am I?
I am a table you can eat. What am I?
I shrink smaller every time I take a bath. What am I?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?