t’s a sunny morning, and the Derrico family—aka the “Squad Goals of Parenting”—is out for breakfast. Picture this: Dad Deon and Mom Karen leading their 16 (yes, SIXTEEN!) kids into a restaurant. It’s not just a family outing; it’s practically a parade. Heads turn, jaws drop, and somewhere in the distance, a server whispers, “We’re gonna need a bigger coffee pot.”
Once seated, the real action begins. Karen, the ultimate mom boss, pulls out her secret weapon: a pre-planned order list. This isn’t her first rodeo, folks. With the precision of a military general, she calls out orders—pancakes, waffles, scrambled eggs, bacon—like a pro. But chaos still manages to sneak in.
“I ordered pancakes!” one twin shouts. “No, I called dibs on those waffles!” the other fires back. Deon steps in like a referee at a very cute but intense breakfast showdown. “Guys, let’s not pancake-panic,” he jokes, earning a few giggles as he restores calm.
When the food arrives, it’s a feast fit for royalty—or, in this case, a small village. Plates pile high, syrup flows like a sweet river, and the kids dig in with the energy of marathon runners at the finish line. Meanwhile, Karen shares a tidbit: she used to work in food service, so she’s extra sympathetic to the frazzled servers navigating this breakfast extravaganza.
Amidst the chatter and clinking silverware, the room is filled with laughter, love, and maybe a few cries of, “Hey, who stole my bacon?” It’s chaotic, sure, but also heartwarming. It’s the kind of beautiful mess that only the Derricos can pull off.
By the time they leave, the restaurant is quieter, the staff is probably in need of a nap, and the Derricos? They’re walking out, smiles wide, proving once again that family is the most important ingredient—whether it’s at the breakfast table or anywhere else.