I have a 16-year-old son, Lex, and when he brings a pack of friends home for an Xbox 360 party, they go crazy when my wife, Teresa, whips up a batch of peanut butter-chocolate chip cookies to fuel their gaming. My wife also likes to pamper her 2-year-old Papillon/poodle/yorkie mix-breed dog named Quixote. My wife jokingly (I think) calls him, "My No. 1 son." She loves to make little Quixote homemade cookies because she says, "I love it when my little man does that furry ballet on his back feet, with the tail helicopter rotor working for balance, and his dancing liquid eyes filled with love ... for me!"