Fortunately, the Milk, by Neil Gaiman, 114 pages

Mom's out of town, leaving Dad in charge.  There's no milk, so breakfast can't be eaten and tea can't be drunk, meaning Dad has to go out and get some more.  But when he comes back, later than the kids expected, he spins an incredible tale that includes aliens with questionable taste in home decorating, pirates, a time-traveling dinosaur, the Eye of Splod, ponies, wumpires, and the space police.  If it all sounds too good to be true, then you're not the only one who thinks that.  But maybe it is...

I really enjoyed this book, but then again, I kind of love everything Neil Gaiman writes.  But the story he spins here is pretty fantastic (and fantastical) that you can't help but love what's going on.  The wumpires alone had me in stitches, and Skottie Young's art only adds to the feeling of whimsy that pervades the whole story.  As to appealing to kids and not adults, well, like with everything, that's going to depend on the kid.  I tried reading this to the kids at my other job, and I don't think they quite got it.  But one-on-one with your favorite kiddo, or as a gift to the fantasy-loving child in your life, it would be the perfect choice.