There are only a few times I hear Will say, with finger pointed, “Mum! Away! Go away, mum!”. They’re usually times when he wants to do something he knows he’s not supposed to do and thinks that if I don’t see him he’ll get away with it. That never works.
The other times are when Grandma is over and they’re very busy doing very important play things and stuff. That works!
Its a wonderful bond they have. And I get to have a cup of tea. In a room. All by myself. Its rather nice.