Potty in the house

We have secured a pink princess potty. And no, it won't be going under the Christmas tree. (I stick my tongue out at you, Hillary.)

We've been talking about getting Peanut a potty for about a month now but just hadn't done it until today. I almost got one on my first trip to Target today (yes, first) but got sidetracked. I stood in the aisle debating, singing toilet? no singing? pink? no pink? By the time I found the husband to ask his opinion, the thought had flitted out of my head.

Later in the day, I was curled up on the couch reading while the husband cooked a delicious chicken and wild rice soup. Peanut was entertaining herself with her own books when she went to lay down in the spot I normally change her diapers. She looked at me expectantly.

I asked her if her diaper needed changed. She said, "Shesh" (her version of yes).

I asked her if she poo'ed. She said "Poooooooo."

And she had.

The moment she was changed, she insisted on putting the wipes away in the cabinet, said, "I shut it," and ran off to play.

The husband and I agreed; it was time to get the potty. So off I went to Target for the second time to get the singing, pink, princess potty.

I got it home and out of box, explaining to Peanut that if she needed to go to the bathroom, she should do so on the potty. We tried a couple times but to no avail.

I'm not expecting any Christmas potty miracles but I would like her to become familiar with the potty. I know she is still pretty young (she'll be 17 months old this week) but since she's showing signs, we might as well try.

Any tips? What worked for you? When did you introduce the potty?