For the love of hair ties...a life lesson

So I noticed these hair ties in the bathroom drawer the other day.  Not unusual for a house full of girls but we usually have smaller elastic ones and I sure didn't remember buying these (again not unusual, I can't remember anything these days).  I pondered a few days trying to find a tactful way to figure out (ask my girls) how the hair ties made it from Target into our bathroom drawer.  Surely there isn't a hair tie fairy that delivered them and if so...I want her to change her name to the laundry fairy or get the baby's room ready fairy and make that magic happen.  Yesterday both girls were brushing their teeth in the bathroom at the same time that I was in there so I went for it...dreading what may be exposed.  One child responded very calmly and the other one threw her tooth brush yelling that she didn't know and ran out of the room....I think we have found our culprit.  In a very forced calm voice, I entered her room an asked about the hair ties over and over as tears ran down her face.  I encouraged her to be honest (and threatened that there were cameras at Target  and I would find out anyway...nothing like a little manipulation to get the truth out).  After what seemed like forever, the truth came out that she had slipped them in her pocket without paying for them.  I empathized with her and shared that when I was little I had also taken something from a store without paying for it..."White Out" to be exact, then thinking it was eye drops, put it in my sisters eyes which caused her to scream which alerted my parents to the fact that I had stole White Out from Walmart...BUSTED!!  I explained that she would have to do what I had to do to make the situation right...take money from her piggy bank, take the hair ties back to the store, tell the manager what she had done and pay for them.  She looked at me as if I had lost my mind!!  Needless to say, she was very brave and returned to the store to confess her sins (guess she will be ready for first reconciliation next year).   Not sure who teared up more, me or her...lesson learned...the hard way!