Take one piece Monty Python, one piece Looney Tunes, and a dash of The Usual Suspects (maybe just a skosh, even), and what you wind up with is something called Fortunately, the Milk, Neil Gaiman's latest kids' book. It's short (not short enough to be a picture book, even though there are a lot of illustrations that are pretty critical to the story), witty (just enough to keep the grown-ups interested, but not so much that it flies over the kids' heads), and entertaining (perfect for everyone), and it's just what one would expect from Neil Gaiman.
In this story, two kids are getting ready for breakfast when they realize that they are out of milk. Their dad takes it upon himself to go out and get some milk for his children (the fact that he will also need some for his tea is just a happenstance), but then they're left waiting, and waiting, and waiting some more, When he does come out, the first question the kids have is "Where have you been all this time?", and the answer he gives is the story we find in this book.
This book is a bit of a love letter from Gaiman to his fans. There's nothing serious or profound about the book (there's really not even a plot), but it contains a lot of typical Gaiman imagery, language, humor, and settings, which is what makes his books so much fun to read. In fact, I would go so far as to say that this is a book that deserves to be read aloud, all in one sitting. Whether or not you want to read it to kids (its intended audience) or your significant other is up to you.