"Mama, I just saw a road sign for a 'Rummage Sale'. Is that the same thing as a garage sale?"

That's how we found ourselves pulling over at the Presbyterian church on Route 87 in Middlefield, Ohio. The sign read: "All proceeds go to..."  My son, who never leaves the house without his fanny pack full of hard worked cash (in case opportunity arises and he needs the dollars) asked me to slam on the breaks.

"I feel like there's a good deal there!" he yelled. Please remind me to stop recording Storage Wars and Auction Hunters. He is all about a good deal.

We stopped.

The kiddo was right.

He hit gold when he found a foot-bath-massage-thingy that was priced at three dollars.

He will sell it to you for thirty dollars. To pay for new jeggings for his sister, yo!