Lift-the-flap books invariably go down very well at ReadItDaddy Towers but when they contain subject matter of a slightly stomach-churning nature, they are even more well received. Parents probably already know this, but when kids reach a certain age (say, 2 upwards and probably long into their teens), books that heavily feature farts, poo, wee and spew sing out to them like an icky siren song.

Enter "The Really Gross Body Book" at your peril because right from the first trouser-trumping spread, you're in for a fantastic (and REALLY GROSS) journey around your body, and all the less-than-lovely things it can do.

To give you an idea of how well this book was received, Charlotte basically shoved that first page spread RIGHT IN MY FACE and demanded that it was made book of the week. I am not one to argue with a tempestuous six year old but I do actually agree that this is an utterly brilliant book that is crammed with icky facts, amazing statistics and some really innovative paper-crafting to put its key points across. There are pop-up bits that are brilliant fun (how about a stinky armpit right in your fizzog?) and loads & loads of little flaps to lift up, pull out, spin round and generally mess around with - each imparting even more grim information than you can possibly stomach (watch with horror as your child lovingly peels back the layers of a scab to discover how your skin heals itself. Ewwwwgh!)

The book is humorously written but it doesn't play things too dumb either, which is fantastic to see. The illustrations though, oh boy, you really may end up feeling green around the gills as your child gleefully yanks down the notepad-shaped poo chart and delightedly describes to you their latest 'creation'.

It's not a book to enjoy over breakfast, lunch or dinner but it's utterly superb. We've been saying for years that 'lift the flap' books like this shouldn't purely be for toddlers and babies, and so it's really great to see a book for older kids using the format so successfully. A botty-burping bile-barfing bum-waggling belly-busting bogey-snarfing scab-picking book of the week without a doubt!

Charlotte's best bit: Delightedly informing everyone that vegetarian sweat is slightly sweeter smelling than carnivore sweat. Lovely!

Daddy's Favourite bit: It might well put you off your dinner but it's a fantastic fact (and fart) filled book of fun for youngsters (and yes, even adults will laugh like a drain at most of it too!)

(Kindly sent to us for review by Templar Publishing)

Dipping back into the archives here on ReadItDaddy, we really liked "The Jelly That Wouldn't Wobble" by Angela Mitchell and Sarah Horne. So we thought we'd also love the next adventure for Princess Lolly, "The Bunny That Couldn't Be Found".

The Princess wakes up one morning to find that her beloved dog, Johnny Bunny, is missing. Calling for the palace constabulary (who are about thruppence short of a full ten bob note - I have no idea what that means but it's something my Nan used to say when describing bears of little brain), Princess Lolly tells them that "BUNNY IS MISSING!"

Calamity. Naturally, the keystone cops are all at sea as they search the palace high and low for - well, a rabbit - as you would if your majesty bellowed at you that her bunny was missing...

Of course as soon as Johnny Bunny hears the police shouting "Here, bunny bunny bunny!" he comes running (after all, there might be the chance of a feast, or at least a tickled tum). But the police shoo the dog away. Actually they're downright cruel to poor Johnny Bunny who keeps thinking they're calling him, when they're fruitlessly searching for something that doesn't exist.

On rare occasions books just do not hit the right note with Charlotte, and I do mean very rare occasions. About 5 pages in she fidgeted, got distracted and then actually closed the book's covers as I read.

"This is silly" she said. "The story isn't really a story, it's just silly".

Owch. I stubbornly persevered and we read right through to the end but despite great busy colourful artwork by Sarah Horne, and a bit of harmless and well paced slapstick writing from Angela Mitchell I couldn't really 'sell' the book to Charlotte at all on any level.

Her 5-year-old logical mind couldn't get past Princess Lolly being a bit daft calling a dog "Bunny" and the three policemen being completely and utterly hopeless. Unusually the silliness here didn't win her over, and I say 'unusually' because normally we like silly things, and books that contain just the right amount of daftness. I really wish I could quantify what it is that

There's really only one way to find out whether you'll like "The Bunny That Couldn't Be Found" and that's to read it yourself. In this instance, the only bit that Charlotte liked was the bit where Johnny Bunny tries to impress the dozy police sergeant with his best tricks.

If you loved "The Jelly That Wouldn't Wobble" definitely dip into this as you may well enjoy another madcap story with Princess Lolly but it just didn't do it for us, alas.

Charlotte's best bit: Johnny Bunny's balancing tricks.

Daddy's favourite bit: Light hearted and an easy read to dash through before bedtime but is it really possible for a premise to be just too daft even for kids?

(Kindly sent to us for review by Maverick Books)

Ahhhh jelly! It's fruity, it's fun and it's wobbly. Or at least it's supposed to be so imagine Princess Lolly's dismay when on her 89th birthday, her favourite food is presented with not a quiver, not a shake, nor a wobble in sight.

Quite understandably, Princess Lolly is not impressed so calls for her head chef to explain himself. But the jelly is a master of self preservation and begins to explain precisely why it's better not to wobble if you're a jelly and you want to be around in time for the princess's 90th!

Various characters pitch in to help the jelly get back its wobble, but it takes a tiny child to point out the best way to get the quiver back.

This fun and amusing tale is brilliantly told and illustrated, and Princess Lolly (though 89) is very reminiscent of a temper-tantrum toddler on a sugar rush high.

Top quality from Angela and Sarah. What's your favourite flavour of jelly? Let us know below!

Charlotte's best bit: Awww, feeling actually quite sorry for the jelly! (favourite jelly flavour: Raspberry)

Daddy's favourite bit: Loved Princess Lolly's tantrums! Not a lady to argue with, just like a certain other jelly-obsessed person I could mention! (favourite jelly flavour: I can't eat it, it's made of really bad things!)

(Kindly sent to us for review by the rather splendid moustachioed Giles Paley-Phillips at Maverick Books)

The lovely folk at Lion Children's Books sent us a copy of a monstrously fun book, accompanied by a rather sweet postcard (so now we know what their editorial staff look like! Aha!)

Vile is indeed a cautionary tale for little monsters who toddle off to one of two monster schools. One school is full of prim, proper and very polite little monsters - but we don't want to read about them do we? No of course we don't - we want to read all about "the other place" where monsters create absolute chaos in class, where they chew their food and talk at the same time, and where chemistry lessons usually mean something (or someone) is going to end up blown to smithereens.

Two pupils at "the naughty place" discover that it's not all fun and games when your school is vile. Sometimes there's still room for a few other life necessities. Like friends.

This book is brilliant fun, and we absolutely love anything that features inventive monster characters, completely crazy and chaotic situations and of course those knowing winks to parents who know exactly who the real 'little monsters' are. Laugh out loud text punctuated by slimy slithery monstrously enjoyable illustrations. Superb!

My little monster loved this to pieces, and I know yours will too!

Charlotte's best bit: Vile dinners at Vile School!

Daddy's favourite bit: Wondering if there's a thesis or paper in studying the parallels in child / monster behaviour.

(Kindly sent to us for review by Lion Children's Books)