Answer:
The surname of Cinderella's boyfriend
These are great, floaty fun until they explode and give you a little scare.
What gets whiter the dirtier that it gets?
It moves around in circles. We see it as we turn. It keeps us always warm. Always alive and always dying, Across the sky we see it flying, But touch it and we burn.
Lifeless eyes on my smiling face and watch your child's sleeping place. In their dreams they hold me tight. Who am I?
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?