Short-sheeted

My dear son short-sheeted my bed!  He learned how to do it from a book of pranks.  I like to think I can take a joke, but I was pretty annoyed by this one.  What is this, an army barracks?  I had to re-do my entire bedding.  He couldn't wait for me to discover it, so he came to me, all angelic, and said sweetly, "I made your bed for you, Mommy."  I think he felt bad, because I was so excited at the prospect that he had made my bed for me.