In Batman #147 (March 1962), a criminal gang and a renegade scientist use a ray to de-age Batman to the age of about four. DC’s fascination with their heroes in toddler-form continue, with Bat-Baby being added to the likes of Super-Tot and Wonder-Tot.
Fortunately, little Brucey kept his mind and his strength, condensed into a 4-year old body. Of course. I can’t think of anything more silly than… oh wait I got it, let’s dress him in a little kid jumper and socks too… awk-ward!
The height of humiliation? No… no, not quite, let’s put him on a toy-horse while in action:
I’ve talked about how silly and puerile the Batman stories became once Robin joined the Bat Family, but this story is a new low. Changing Batman’s direction can’t come soon enough for me. Now where’s my sippy-cup filled with whiskey?