(I predict that he'll one day get his vengeance on us all by becoming rich and famous. And he'll probably become President, too.)
When Caleb was a toddler he learned his colors from "Thomas the Tank Engine" characters. For instance, green was "Henry," black was "Diesel," and red was "James." Tomato soup even came to be known in our house as "James soup." He eventually learned to identify colors the way the rest of the world does, and is now a really remarkable artist.
Toddler Caleb also provided constant background noise in the form of a long, high wail on a pitch only dogs could hear. "Iiiiiii Waaaaaant aaaaaa Driiiiiiiiiiiink!" "Iiiiiiiii Waaaaaaaaant Moooooooore Ceeeeeeereaaaaallll!" This lung power has matured and been channeled toward more artistic ends; he now tours with an excellent choir and has started introducing more music into family gatherings. If we're not touring a la the Von Traps in a few years, it won't be Caleb's fault.