What a tasty bunch of cookies, but WHY do we have them?

This was my question too. With seven mouths... how do these things even still exist?

When I made cookies, as a young person, all of the family would stop to eat the cookie dough. I can't eat cookie dough, because I am allergic to raw eggs. They would come and steal my hard work before I could even back some for myself. Then, they would come and steal the baked ones too.