"We can't eat our cereal," said my sister, sadly.
"I don't see why not," said my father. "We've got plenty of cereal. There's Toastios and there's muesli. We have bowls. We have spoons. Spoons are excellent. Sort of like forks, only not as stabby."
That's how you know it's by Neil Gaiman, and how you know that when the children explain that they still can't eat their cereal because they're out of milk, the story of how their father manages to get them some (and save the universe in the process) will be worth reading.
My son told me I had to read this because, and I quote, "So there's a stegosaurus who's an inventor, and --"
I won't tell you what else he told me about the stegosaurus, because it turns out it was a bit of a spoiler. But I'm not mad, because the book was still a lot of fun. Go ahead and grab it from the library, especially if you have kids.