The Great Potty Experiment

Yesterday I woke up and decided that I should try to potty train Emme.  This is probably the one thing about parenting that I am really dreading.  Probably cause I really have no experience at it and everyone has different ideas about how best to go about it.   When I became a parent I thought I was pretty well prepared.  I have a lot of nieces and nephews who I have babysat over the years (well except Monica who is six years younger than me and Mamie who I haven't met yet) I knew how to change diapers, give baths, feed etc.  But I never had to deal with potty training.  
    So after breakfast we went downstairs to try to teach her to go in the potty.  Can we say fail.  Don't get me wrong, Emme has zero fear of the toilet.  None she loves it.  She likes to sit on it, wipe and flush the toilet.  She knows to pull her stool up and put her potty seat on it.  She knows to wash her hands afterwards.  She even knows how to sit on it with out a potty seat.  She just doesn't go.  She doesn't seem to understand her body telling it is time to go.  We had two accidents where she wet her clothes right after we had been in the bathroom.  And then of course during nap time she pee so much that it went through her diaper.  I swear she was saving it up for her nap.  
   I had asked early in the day for some advice on it.  And I really like the advice from a friend from high school. She did it in the summer so they could run around outside and realize what was going on.  I like this idea since it doesn't involving peeing on the carpet.  (That is why our dog lives outside)  Plus it will give time for Emme's vocab to increase.  I still only understand seventy five percent of what she says.   But until then I think will continue to encourage her to use the toilet and talk about it.  My goal is just to get it done before she turns three.