DS last night had an emotional meltdown about his homework. The task was to write about your role model. It set him into a tailspin about how he has no role models and basically feels like an alien in his own skin and is hating the whole prospect of growing up.
I told him he was overthinking it and should write about his Dad - who is a very role-model worthy individual, as well as being basically a scaled up carbon copy on DS physically and emotionally. DS said that that would not be true, and anyway he couldn't write about his Dad because he doesn't actually know enough about him.
I hustled quite hard that his Dad was a very natural choice, and also a good person to connect to if he is feeling wobbly. Printed out a sheet of questions even that I'd googled up to make it easy for him to start.
I took him upstairs where DH was bathing DD (but actually gaming while keeping an ear out on the splashing) - dropped off DS with him, saying that DS needs to chat to him for homework, and making faces behind DS head to flag that DS was in a delicate emotional state. It might be a good point to say that DS is autistic - and probably DH too. Because I twice got "Goffee, your face looks funny, why are you gesturing" - so ended up leaving them to it & taking over DD - since I couldn't say anything more direct without embarrassing DS.
When I closed the door, DH was giving very short answers to all the questions. (Who was the most important person in your life? Dunno. What's been the happiest moment in your life? Dunno). DS reappeared ten minutes later still looking downbeat, saying that he had asked all the questions and still had no essay material. (And seriously - DH is an impressive individual - albeit kind of self-deprecating - and a constant presence in the kids lives).
Apparently I wasn't very kind in telling DH it was a lame effort.
I do know he's been a bit struggly - and we had 'plans' last night, which got derailed by the kids taking more time than usual to settle, but AIBU to have called it out as a weak effort?
For context, our older teen daughter has had a hard time last few years - and DH has been the biggest flag waver for "What she needs is a strong parental bond - just take her out more & talk to her more". I'm the SAHP - so a lot of the emotional about naturally falls to me - which I accept - and I run myself ragged trying to keep an ear to the ground with the kids emotional well-being (esp DD1 - who reserves 100% of the shit and drama for me).
I appreciate DH was bounced into the convo with DS without any warning - but that's how kids emotional collapses go IME - and he was both available and the right parent to take the conversation forward with DS. I wouldn't normally flare up as much as I did - but I'm pissed at the idea that I do the kid emotional labour as a default - regardless of how available or suitable I am for the particular task.
DS got up early this morning and wrote an essay on Nelson Fucking Mandela. Who is an upstanding historical figure - but DS literally knew zero about him before he opened the Wikipedia article. I'm worried for my son if that is genuinely the best fit for the description of someone he feels he can model on as he grows up. It feels like a missed opportunity and I'm still pissed and unrepentant about calling it out sharply.