How Many Kids Does Danny Dyer Have
Right, let’s get down to brass tacks. You’ve seen him glowering as Mick Carter in the Queen Vic, or dropping absolute blinders of swear words in films like The Football Factory. But when the cameras stop rolling, Danny Dyer is just a dad. A very English dad, probably shouting at the kettle. So, how many little Dyers are running around causing chaos? Let’s dive in, shall we?
The Brood: Not Just One, But Three
Danny Dyer has three kids. Yes, three little terrors who likely inherited his legendary East End mouth. He shares them all with his long-term partner, Joanne Mas. They’ve been together since they were teenagers, which is honestly more romantic than any of Danny’s on-screen romps. It’s a proper love story, isn’t it?
First up, we have the eldest. That’s the one who really broke the internet. Her name is Dani Dyer. You probably know her from winning Love Island back in 2018. She’s basically a celebrity in her own right now. Danny is famously protective of her, which is both adorable and terrifying for any lad who comes knocking.
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The Famous Firstborn: Dani Dyer
Dani was born in 1996. That makes her the original mini-Dyer. She’s got his eyes and his blunt honesty. She’s also given Danny the best role of his life: Granddad. She has a son named Santiago, making Danny a grandfather. Imagine him teaching Santiago how to swear properly. It’s a dynasty, frankly.
Danny loves playing the doting grandfather. He posts about it constantly. It’s a far cry from his hard-man film roles, and I love that for him. He’s gone from “Oi, you wanker!” to “Who’s a lovely boy, then?” in one generation.
The Middle Child: A Bit More Mystery
Next up is the middle child, Sunny Dyer. He was born in 1998. Sunny is the quiet one of the bunch, at least compared to his superstar sister. He keeps his life pretty private, which is smart when your dad is a walking headline. He’s the mystery man of the Dyer clan.

Sunny doesn't crave the spotlight. He seems like the family’s rock, the one who keeps the ship steady while Dani makes TV shows and Danny gets into political debates with Piers Morgan. We don’t know much about him, but we know he’s got that Dyer charm. It’s in the blood, isn’t it?
The Baby of the Family: Little Miss Sass
Finally, we have the youngest. Her name is Artemis Dyer, born in 2008. That name alone tells you everything. It’s a statement. Artemis is the Greek goddess of the hunt. Danny named his daughter after a warrior goddess. That’s peak dad energy, right there.
Artemis is the baby, and she clearly has the whole family wrapped around her little finger. Danny talks about her with a softness that completely contradicts his tough-guy image. He once said she’s the boss of the house. I believe it. A teenage girl running a household? Groundbreaking.

So, What’s the Verdict?
So, to recap: three kids. Two girls and one boy. Plus a grandson. Danny Dyer went from being a hard man of British cinema to the head of a very large, very loud table. He’s outnumbered, and he knows it. He lives in a house full of women and one quiet son. God help him.
The man is a walking contradiction. He plays gangsters, yet he cries at his daughter’s Love Island victories. He swears like a trooper, yet he’s a devoted family man. It’s what makes him so brilliant. Family is clearly his biggest priority, even bigger than a good pint of stout.
Next time you watch him smash a pint glass in a pub brawl on telly, remember: he’s probably just been on the phone to Joanne discussing the school run. Or sorting out a playdate for Artemis. It’s proper wholesome, really. Who knew the hardest geezer on telly was a soft touch with a baby bottle?
And there you have it. Danny Dyer: father of three, grandfather of one, and the king of the chaotic, loving, East End family. I’d bet my last tenner they all have his mouth on them. Would you want to be the one to tell him off? Exactly. Pass the tea.
