Should I be worried?

Exhibit A:

A barbie who has clearly been relieved of that big round thing on top of her shoulders, the thing you and I call a head.
Exhibit B:

Not only has her head been ripped off, her identity too. She is not Snow White. Take a closer look she has also been relieved of her fingers through what appears to be a slow gnawing process.
MY kids did this? Does this bode well for their futures and mine?
Exhibit C:

DO NOT BE FOOLED! Doesn't he look sweet and innocent? That charming grin and that boyish charm.
Well that can be turned off at a moments notice. Something went wrong in his world yesterday and he failed to earn his leave early and play at the bus stop with his friends privilege. When this happens he is banned to the gold chair in the living room to wait out his sentence. I quickly move on with my day knowing he will be fine. As I am going about my morning I hear the creative artisit in him come out. He sings at the top of his boyish voice with no charm at all,  " IIII Caaaan't wait to GROW up aaaand Boosss my parents arououond!!!"  He apparently was stuck on his amazing chorus  because the rest of the song, which I am sure would have been amazing, never made it to music. Just the a fabulous rendition of his chorus line repeated over and over.
Really?
Imagine his disappointment, which was eerily real, when I was taking him to school and quizing him about his brilliant lyrics, and explaining that he has it ALL wrong. I told him that I have never and will never be able to boss my parents around, and that becoming an adult will not aford him that privelage either. The fuunniest part was his genuine amazement at learning that it will never happen. I did boost his spirits however when I explained that bossing his own children around will be ok at some future date and wala, my position as Mother of the year is secure again, at least in his eyes.
Seriously though..... I am a tid bit worried about what goes on in those little minds, arn't you?