You Know You're Becoming Israeli When...

• You plunk down a container of chummus, bag of fresh pita and some cucumbers and viola! Dinner is served!
• Having anyone over for a meal requires much moving and dragging of tables and chairs (away from the wall, back to the wall). 
• Four kids (on two bunks) sleep in one room. We call it The Barracks.
• Buying school books is not just for college kids anymore.
• Your kids are playing in the streets waaay after dark.
• You don't think it's weird to sit in the dark with the blinds drawn until 4pm.
• You don't even realize when you sweep the floor 4 times a day and wash it twice.  
• When you ask your second grader to spell "Hat", he says "Hey, A, T." You don't notice until later. 
• You stop complaining that every single school event goes from 5:30-8pm.
• You throw down 150 shek ($43) on the complete leather bound Sherlock Homes for your son and don't bat an eyelash.
• Every single one of your children have a Bimba injury. Simultaneously.
• You get indignant when your Rav decides to give a shiur in English for the newcomers.
• You just sweep out that giant beetle instead of running squealing for the nearest chair.
• You look at your husband funny when he talks about putting down grass in the yard. Isn't that dirt serving us just fine?
• 6AM is as good a wake up time as any.
• Your brood is "freeeeezing!!!" and you look and it's down to a low 62 degrees outside.
• When you do any kind of writing, you really aren't sure how to spell/write the basics sometimes.
• You don't think twice about sending your 12 yr old son to school on a public bus.
• Your 5 year old and his school go on strike.
• You stop using the air conditioning through Chanuka.
• The kids bring a bag of "shoko" (chocolate milk) and a roll for lunch.
• The teachers have convinced you that yogurt and pretzels are "Junk Food".
• You say things like, "Nu? B'Emet?" and your're not joking.

Yes, really.