Who was this new arrival stealing his parents' attention? All baby Moses did was sleep, feed, or scream his head off. Several nights, Rameses awoke to distant wailing, and quieter still, the soothing murmurs for an upset baby from the queen. Most nights, Rameses just burrowed under his sheets, hands over ears to block out the cries. But a rare night passed when Rameses slid out of bed, tiptoeing to where his mother sat on a low stool cradling Moses in her arms. Rameses would then whisper to Moses not to cry, slipping a finger into a small, curled fist.