His and Hers

Mostly, Mike and I share household and child-rearing duties fairly evenly - the dishes, laundry, cooking, taking care of the kids. We're both equal partners, equal parents. However, after being married almost four years and living together for six, there are some things that have become His Job and some things that are My Job.

His Jobs:
1) Anything dead: Half-chewed on mice from Cronus the Cat of Death, the poor bunny whose skull was crushed by the dog, or the squirrel-of-the-week that got electrocuted on the transformer wire by our driveway. I can't handle dead things; I just can't.
2) Moving the lawn: I'm not really sure why. I just never learned how to use the lawnmower. I plan to learn soon because I wouldn't mind doing it and may even welcome the hour-long solace of being outside with a noise too loud to hear whining children.
3) Taking out the garbage and recycling: Although I do it when he forgets or is away and have no qualms about it, it has just developed into his chore.
4) Bringing in the mail: I hate mail and there is never anything good in there, only bills and junk mail, so if it were up to me to remember, it would sit in there for weeks.
5) Bathing the kids: It started as a way for Mike to have something that was solely his to do with Charlotte as a baby and as it turns out, the way I have to lean over the tub to do it really hurts my bad disc, so I only do it when I have to or when Mike is sick or away.

My Jobs:
1) Cleaning the bathroom: Mike never complains about cleaning anything, but he despises cleaning bathrooms and every time he's had to do it for me when I've been sick or too pregnant, I may as well have sent a blind armless monkey in to do the same job.
2) Sorting/Organizing/Kids Rooms: I'm not sure he's ever put away our kid's clothes for the season, cleaned out a closet, or organized a thing in his life.
3) Errands: This is in part because I'm home more but I do most of the shopping, dropping stuff off at the dry cleaners, taking the kids to appointments, etc., and in part because I'm the Keeper of The Schedule (and Mike can't remember shit.)
4) Paying the Bills: Again, not sure how this evolved into my job but it has and I carry the burden. Mike has learned to pour me a drink, keep the kids occupied, and leave me alone when I do it because chances are, I will not be in a good mood for a few hours.
5) Crafts: Mike's about as artistic as the same blind armless monkey that cleans our bathrooms, so I make the masks, play with the paint, glue, pipe cleaners and Popsicle sticks.

What about you? Do you and your spouse have His and Her Jobs?