A/N: here you go 20th. This is for those people who love the brothers as children. Enjoy.
Twelve year old Adam raised his eyes from a book when he heard his two weeks old brother gurgled, Joseph was lying on a little blanket and Hoss was playing with him, Hoss was holding rattle above him and Joseph little hands were trying to get it. Adam smiled; pa had left him in charge of his brothers when he and Marie were in town.
"Aren't he feisty little thing?" Hoss giggled.
"Isn't and yes he is, Joseph Francis Cartwright, is every inch a Cartwright."
"Yeh, why did they have to give him such a name? It's hard to pron…pron… pron… what is that word?"
"Pronounce, they liked it, he has his both grandfathers name. Like Doc Martin said its a big name for a little boy."
"He'll grow into it, you'll see Adam."
"Yes, he will, but until that time I have to teach him how to throw a great punch."
Hoss giggle again, "I think he will apri…apri…," Hoss shook his head, he didn't like the hard words, "he will be thank full for that, wouldn't you little Joe."
"It's appreciate and what did you call him?"
"Little Joe, it suits him better than the long one."
"Your right, it those, what to you think little Joe?" Joe gurgled and giggled when Adam picked him up.