Katy Perry and Orlando Bloom are known for keeping their family life private, especially when it comes to their daughter, Daisy Dove. However, the proud parents occasionally share glimpses into their little girl’s world, much to the delight of fans.

Katy Perry, 39, shared a TikTok video, featuring her 3½-year-old daughter Daisy Dove, whom she shares with fiancé Orlando Bloom. In the clip, Daisy helps her mom sign autographs.
“The smallest member of team KP insisted on lending a hand (and a sharpie) 🌼✍🏼 maybe you’ll get a DD 143 exclusive, lucky you,” Perry captioned the video, referencing her upcoming seventh studio album, 143.
In the video, only their arms are visible as they sign promo photos for Perry’s 143 era, keeping their faces off-camera.

Fans were thrilled to see Daisy helping out her mom, and the comments section quickly filled with admiration. “THIS IS SOOOO CUTEEE,” one fan exclaimed, while another shared they were “in tears” over Katy’s heartwarming mention of her daughter.
The idea of getting an autograph from Daisy had fans excited as well. “OMG, I need a Daisy signed one,” wrote one fan. Another added, “Adorable, and she does the job very well,” while someone else noted, “What a lovely moment captured!”

Perry and Bloom, 47, choose not to share Daisy’s face on social media, but in a recent interview, Perry gave a glimpse into her daughter’s current interests. “Daisy’s really into Hello Kitty right now,” Perry shared as she pulled out a watch featuring the character.
Daisy turned 4 on August 26.
Katy Perry once again sparked speculation as she made an appearance at the Billboard Women in Music event. Dressed in a striking red outfit, Perry captured the attention of fans and media, fueling excitement and curiosity about her bold fashion choice.
I’m a mom to a 9-year-old boy, and let me tell you, the mess in his room has been driving me up the wall!

The chaos in my son, Leo’s, room was legendary. Toys lay strewn across the floor like fallen leaves, clothes were draped over every available surface, and a mountain of dirty laundry threatened to engulf his bed. I’d nagged, I’d pleaded, I’d even resorted to threats, but nothing seemed to penetrate the fog of his youthful disorganization.
Then, my in-laws arrived for a barbecue. As the aroma of grilling burgers filled the air, I vented my frustrations to my mother-in-law, lamenting the eternal struggle against the tyranny of childhood clutter.
She listened patiently, a twinkle in her eye. “Oh, don’t worry, dear,” she said, “I’ll get him to clean it up.”
I raised an eyebrow, skeptical. “How, exactly?”
She simply smiled, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “You’ll see.”
And see, I did. My mother-in-law, with the grace of a seasoned magician, approached Leo, who was currently engrossed in a video game. She whispered something in his ear, her voice a low, conspiratorial murmur.
Leo, initially resistant, suddenly sprang to his feet, a look of excitement replacing his usual indifference. He bolted upstairs, a whirlwind of energy, leaving a trail of discarded toys in his wake.
Within an hour, a miracle had occurred. Leo’s room was transformed. Toys were neatly tucked away in bins, clothes were folded and placed in drawers, and the mountain of laundry had miraculously vanished. Even the dreaded “Lego death trap” lurking under the bed was miraculously cleared.
Astonished, I turned to my mother-in-law. “What did you say to him?” I demanded, my curiosity piqued.
She chuckled, her eyes twinkling. “Oh, I simply told him I had hidden a hundred dollars somewhere in his room. He had to find it before he could have any dessert.”
My jaw dropped. “You bribed him?”
“Of course,” she replied, “A little incentive never hurt anyone.”
And there it was. The secret to conquering the chaos of childhood: a little bit of bribery and a whole lot of grandma magic.
From that day on, I adopted my mother-in-law’s strategy. A misplaced toy? “I hear the tooth fairy is looking for a hiding spot for some extra special coins…” A forgotten chore? “I wonder where I put those extra movie tickets I was saving for you…”
Leo, initially skeptical, quickly learned the game. He became a cleaning machine, his room miraculously transforming into a haven of order and cleanliness whenever the “treasure hunt” was announced.
And while some might argue that bribery is not the most ethical parenting technique, I couldn’t help but admire my mother-in-law’s ingenuity. After all, in the battle against childhood clutter, a little bit of strategic maneuvering never hurt anyone.
Besides, who am I to argue with results? Leo’s room was cleaner than it had ever been, and I was finally enjoying a moment of peace and quiet. And that, I realized, was priceless.
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