Anything I do, he has a problem with.

We stopped at a coffee shop and like always he parks where ever the fuck he wants. So I wait in the car with our daughter. I see the parking guy coming towards our car taking a picture and I immediately hop in the front seat. He leaves after I tell him I'm moving it. I only move maybe about 5 feet forward when I see my husband coming so I wait. And hes mad as can be. I tell him what happened and he says don't ever move the fucking car again. He said we don't even have a license plate so he couldn't do shit. And I said I know but he wouldn't leave so I just pretended like I was moving it. Well, he was mad because apparently the place I was in after moving it 5 fucking feet, he's seen an accident happen like that in the exact same place. He kept telling me not to touch the car again because the guy isnt going to pay if we have an accident and neither am I. Was I wrong? I mean, I understand that I was in the wrong place but I didn't know. But I hate how he talks to me like I am a child.