Earlier this week, I was eating lunch with my youngest sister and entertaining myself by engaging her in conversations about whatever I found riveting in my mother’s latest issue of Publisher’s Weekly.

After reading her the summaries of many ridiculous self-published books and forcing her to laugh with me, I chanced upon the Top 20 Children’s Bestsellers of the Week.

The list was about 30% classic children’s lit, 30% Hunger Games, and 30% Ninjago.

I am a person who spends a lot of time reading books for kids, at libraries, at bookstores, and I had absolutely no idea what a Ninjago was.

Luckily I had my five-year-old soon-to-be nephew set me straight today.

Ninja+Lego = Nijago. Ahhh.. I am a near lifelong fan of Lego, and the anthropomorphizing of bricks reminds me a bit of another early childhood favorite of mine – Gumby. I am still, uneasy, of whatever spinjitzu is.

I was also told by others that the five-year-old in question was likely wearing Ninjago underwear, but he is of modest demeanor and did not show them off to me.

Ladies and gents, behold: the future of children’s liteature what the kiddies are watching, playing, and yes, reading.