Worst of luck or best of luck???

Grace had one exciting afternoon. It started with a pleasant walk down to a park that has a boardwalk. The last time we took Grace on the boardwalk she fell in, so this time I tried to keep a close eye on her. Addison actually made me more nervous. Anyway, we were almost done with our walk when Grace ran ahead with my friends little girl, Halli. The next thing I know, Grace is screaming. She was in the swampy water hanging on to the side for dear life. Grace is a girl who can't stand when her clothes get one drop of water on them, so this just did her in. I'm sure it was a little scary too, but the first thing she wanted was warm clothes. I'm just glad she didn't go in head first! Then as we got close to my friends house her son let the little car she was riding in go speeding down the hill. There was no way I was going to catch her, so I just crossed my fingers. Some how she missed the car and stopped right in the middle of the garage! That was enough excitement for me, but I decided to top it off by running over the neighbor boys skate board and breaking it right in half! So, bad luck? Good luck? That is the question.