My chicken little

Me and hubb went upstairs and leaving Kelvin alone playing with his toy at the living room downstairs. Suddenly the "old newspaper" van drove pass our house and the driver was announcing "old newspaper" loudly over the speakers, and the next thing is, i heard Kelvin saying " What's that? Who is that" then followed by a loud cry!'

I quickly rolled rushed down from 2nd floor to ground floor, and i saw him and hubb at the middle of the staircase with his golf club, and he was crying like the sky is falling down on him. I quickly hug him and asked hubb to check at ground floor on what's happening. Hubb came back and told me it's just the old newspaper van pass by our house. **what a relief**

Managed to comfort him and make him stop crying. After that i "interviewed" him, asked him why he cry.
M: Boy, why u cry? I thought u used to hear the "old newspaper" announcement?
K: Me alone downstairs, i scared.
M: Don't worry, we locked the door, no one can come in to catch u, ok. And remember, you showed mummy your big muscles?
K: **nod his head*
M: ok, good boy, no more crying ok?
K: ok

After that, he's back to himself, playing and laughing happily again.