Taft got an Easy Bake Oven for Christmas. He wanted one for over a year. And he loves it.
He spent most of the afternoon outside working on "his golf". Meaning - he hit balls over the fence in the backyard. But he came in to make a few cake pops. He mixed everything and went outside while they were cooking, only coming in to assemble and eat.
I ate one. It was ok. He ate the rest and said they were awesome. And no - they didn't look like the ones on the box.