

At one point, Cae wrapped herself in a bed sheet-- Meso-style. We also made a triangular clay mosaic, much like what would have decorated the homes in Abraham's childhood city of Ur.

"How is it possible that, having written to you in order to ask for the hand of your daughter - oh my brother, you should have written me using such language, telling me that you will not give her to me as since earliest times no daughter of the king of Egypt has ever been given in marriage? Why are you telling me such things? You are the king. You may do as you wish. If you wanted to give me your daughter in marriage who could say you nay? . . . Why hasn't my brother sent me a wife?"
Now, this was written by the King of Babylon to the King of Egypt! But wait, there's more. Next comes a 'letter' between the sons of these two mighty Kings:
"Now, my brother has sent me only two mines of gold. But this is a very small amount: send, then, as much as your father did! And if you have little (gold), send half of what your father sent! Why have you sent me only two mines of gold? My work in the houses of the Gods is abundant, and now I have begun an undertaking: Send much gold!"
When I asked Caelah what these tablets teach us, she summed it up perfectly; "They teach us that Kings are whiny!"